"Here, for you. I hope the girl I like can truly be happy."
He handed over the box.
Yan Xinxin froze momentarily, but in order to quickly end this interlude, she still reached out to take it.
"Thank you."
She smiled faintly, but inwardly worried that Xu Nuo might say something else that would draw attention.
"Now that the gift has been delivered, shouldn't you leave?"
Mo Chuxi had already lost his patience.
Xu Nuo stuffed his hands back into his pockets, turned his head with a carefree smile, meeting Mo Chuxi's cold gaze.
"My dear brother, I wish you happiness too!"
Mo Chuxi stared at him, his thin lips moved slightly.
"Thank you."
"Alright then, carry on with your ceremony! I have things to do, so I won't stay to witness."
With that, Xu Nuo turned and walked away with an air of indifference, as though he had come to stir up trouble but decided against it.
Everyone present could sense the subtle tension a moment ago, yet now it seemed to have dissipated.
