Although Su Yunling was smiling, Gu Zhiqi always felt that there was a shadow lurking in his smile.
Perhaps it was because she was accustomed to seeing his lazy, bewitching, and stunningly brilliant smile, that she found the shadow in his smile somewhat unfamiliar.
"Why are you here?" Gu Zhiqi asked softly.
"Worried you might get lost, so I came to check on you," Su Yunling said as he stood up straight and took two steps towards Gu Zhiqi, stopping in a position where he could see Mo Weiran’s figure. Then, he glanced over at Mo Weiran, "Know him?"
Gu Zhiqi turned her head, following his gaze towards Mo Weiran.
Then she saw Mo Weiran, one hand clutching a Soul Binding Flower, the other hand raised high, grinning foolishly at her.
Without looking any longer, she turned her gaze back and nodded at Su Yunling, whispering, "I know him."
Su Yunling glanced at Mo Weiran, who was holding the flower and about to walk this way, with a cool expression in his eyes.
Seeing him stop his steps, Su Yunling then withdrew his gaze, looking at Gu Zhiqi and asking, "That flower, did you give it to him?"
Although Su Yunling felt stifled in his heart, he still tried to make his voice sound gentler.
He had been standing here for a while.
Just as he reached the corner, he happened to see Gu Zhiqi handing the Purple Flower to Mo Weiran.
It had to be said, that scene was very glaring.
Not understanding why Su Yunling would suddenly ask such a question, but worrying that he might ask her for the flower, Gu Zhiqi immediately responded, "I loaned it to him."
Hearing this, Su Yunling’s eyes subtly flickered, and the stifled feeling in his heart seemed to ease a bit.
This feeling was incredibly delicate.
For the first time, Su Yunling discovered that there could come a day when someone could effortlessly sway his emotions.
The corners of his lips curved slightly more, and a genuine smile appeared in the depths of his eyes, "Let’s go, the auction is about to start."
Having said this, he gently rubbed Gu Zhiqi’s head.
"Brother," Gu Zhiqi called out to Su Yunling.
"Hmm?" Su Yunling turned his gaze to Gu Zhiqi, his eyes sparkling with a bewitching and enchanting smile.
Seeing that the shadow was no longer present in his smile, Gu Zhiqi felt her mood lighten a bit, almost forgetting what she had wanted to say.
Once she collected her thoughts, she said to Su Yunling, "Can we discuss something?"
Su Yunling raised an eyebrow, signaling for Gu Zhiqi to continue.
"Could you, perhaps, not ruffle my hair?" she asked, looking at Su Yunling with inquiry in her tone.
Hearing this, Su Yunling asked, "Do you dislike it?"
Upon hearing the question, Gu Zhiqi paused for a moment, then shook her head.
She couldn’t say she disliked it, but she didn’t like it either.
Unaware of the thoughts in Gu Zhiqi’s mind, Su Yunling saw her shake her head and his expression softened a touch, "I’ll try to control myself in the future."
Listening to his response, Gu Zhiqi could tell how much effort his ’try’ would actually involve.
Seeing Gu Zhiqi stop at the corner, Mo Weiran intended to walk over with the flower in his arms, but after receiving a glance from Su Yunling, he froze right there.
That look was terrifying.
Just from that one glance, Mo Weiran felt he was almost torn apart, and he dared not take another step forward.
"Where did you get that flower from?" Ling Yuanzhou came out of the bathroom and immediately noticed the Purple Flower newly cradled in his arms.
"Ah, Boss..." Thinking of something, Mo Weiran immediately corrected himself, "It’s someone else’s, they asked me to take care of it for a few days."
Mo Weiran concocted a reasonably plausible excuse.
Ling Yuanzhou heard this with a mix of doubt and indifference, not taking it too seriously.
He had just taken a step forward when he caught sight of a familiar figure.
Ling Yuanzhou paused, subconsciously furrowing his brow, why is she here?
When he saw a man ruffling her hair, Ling Yuanzhou’s frown deepened even more.