Zhang Xiaoyu swallowed hard, her eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
She took back her previous remark.
Is this showing off? More like an absolute showstopper!
At this moment, Shen You'an appeared to be radiating gold in her eyes.
A silent powerhouse, deeply concealed and unfathomable.
"Ah, An'an, I love you so much!"
Zhang Xiaoyu could no longer hold back. She lunged forward and hugged Shen You'an tightly.
The girl slightly tilted her head, casting a calm gaze toward the boy left stunned.
"Your turn."
The boy's face flushed with embarrassment. Thinking about how he had arrogantly mocked her for not lifting the gun earlier, he wished he could bury himself in a hole.
"I admit defeat." The boy lowered his head.
"Apologize."
The boy pursed his lips, offered apologies to Zhang Xiaoyu and the stall owner, and then fled with his girlfriend without looking back.
He simply couldn't bring himself to stay any longer.
