“He won’t?”
Yuan Xun er was stunned. Her expression slowly turned ugly.
He won’t?
She had witnessed with her own eyes how this young man used his hand as a knife to quickly carve an exquisite sculpture. Now, he actually said he wouldn’t.
What did this mean?
“Young master, if you don’t want to carve, then so be it. Do you have to say you won’t?”
Yuan Xun er said to Wang Xian with a sullen face and some anger.
“I don’t want to!”
Wang Xian heard her words and said faintly.
“You...”
When Yuan Xun er heard these three words from him, her face instantly darkened.
“HMPH!”
She snorted softly and turned around to leave with a flushed face.
This was the most unreasonable young man she had ever seen. She even wondered if the other party was blind.
“HMPH, birds of a feather flock together!”
Lu Lianjin’s face was filled with disdain when he saw Wang Xian angering Yuan Xun Er. He looked at Dumu Dazhuang who was at the side and said disdainfully. He immediately followed him inside.