C105 Marriage

"Sir, please keep it." Zhuang Li's smile was gentle, her usual pale complexion now tinged with a rosy hue. She handed the pouch to Mo Xuxiao, about to speak when she suddenly paused.

The man she admired wore a distant expression, his gaze not on her or the intricately sewn pouch, but on someone else in the room.

"Miss Luo, where are you headed?" Mo Xuxiao called out to Luo Lingyan