Jiayu paused her eating, lowered her eyes, feeling a bit awkward: "Mu Ke, actually you... you don't have to be so nice to me."
Mu Ke's cold gaze was on her, and even though Jiayu didn't lift her eyes, she could feel the oppressive gaze from the man above.
His gaze was just too compelling, so Jiayu had no choice but to lift her head and meet his eyes.
Mu Ke suddenly smiled: "Why are you so particular about personally choosing even a tiny screw for your bookstore?"
Huh?
His train of thought jumped too quickly, and Jiayu couldn't react for a moment. She was stunned for two seconds before speaking haltingly: "Because I like it."
"Mm, so do I!"
Aaah?
Jiayu realized that when facing this man, her intellect always seemed a bit lacking. For example, it took her a full two minutes to comprehend the meaning behind his words.
She was attentive to her bookstore because it was something she had always wanted to do, it was something she liked.
