When there was no shortage of money, she never paid attention, but now, with financial constraints, these things really seemed expensive.
"Miss? What do you think?"
Qiao Mo was silent for a few seconds and, almost as if possessed, nodded and said, "I'll take this one then."
After paying, she walked over to Fu Nancheng with the tie, handed it to him and said, "A tie."
Fu Nancheng glanced at her, took it, and went over to the mirror to put it on.
But the man had other intentions, tying the neatly good tie in a loose manner.
After he turned around, Qiao Mo frowned slightly, instinctively raising her hand to carefully fix it for him.
He just watched her quietly, his gaze resting on her fair little face with a hint of indulgence.
A few seconds later, seemingly sensing something off, Qiao Mo slowly withdrew her hand, feeling inexplicably embarrassed.
"Let's go," she said softly.
After leaving the store, they walked in silence through the mall, neither breaking the quiet.
