บท 1735: Even God is Helping (Part Twenty One)

But Ming Ansheng interpreted her words and bitter tone in a different light. He looked over at her and flashed a wicked smile. "You're jealous?"

Su Yue frowned and coldly smiled. "Why would I be?"

She blushed.

Ming Ansheng replied, "I only bought gifts for Xiaojiao. I didn't buy any for you, so you're jealous."

He sounded certain.

"Tch." Su Yue rolled her eyes at him. "I'm not a child. Who cares about gifts?"

Then she straightened up and walked to the sofa as though it didn't bother her.

"That's true." Ming Ansheng nodded and continued, "I knew that a regular gift wouldn't be able to satisfy you…"

"Hmph!"

Su Yue suddenly snorted, and it had interrupted him.

She sounded cold and arrogant.

She seemed to suggest: 'You're right.'

Su Yue walked over and sat down beside him—she appeared calm.