Seeing Lin Ziqi’s helpless expression now, Qin Xue felt truly delighted.
But she pretended not to know anything. Since he wanted to act, why should she expose him? Everyone smiles, all relying on acting skills—let’s see whose performance is better.
What Qin Xue thought and did was flawless; even if he suspected it was her, it wouldn’t matter because he didn’t have any evidence, right? So now it’s just a matter of seeing who can hold on longer.
"Uh," Lin Ziqi was speechless, what could he say? Compete with them? That was certainly impossible. But swallowing this indignation felt like swallowing a fly—sickening but inescapable.
But one couple was giggling, while the other stayed cold and distant. What could he say at this mont? He could only accept it.
Lin Ziqi touched his nose and headed to his own seat. As for what Qin Xue and the others thought, he decided to ignore it for now. After all, the ride was still long; he would find his chance eventually.
Qin Xue saw Lin Ziqi didn’t reply. She gave him a glance and then ignored him, pulling Chu Molin’s hand, telling him not to be angry. So things can make you uncomfortable when you’re angry too long—it wasn’t worth it.
Chu Molin turned his head to look at Qin Xue, shook his head, indicating he wasn’t angry. He wasn’t soone to get worked up easily; he just didn’t like n getting too close to his wife. Even though there was a reason for this man’s actions, couldn’t he have co at a better ti? It was a rare chance for him to enjoy personal ti with his wife. Was this intrusion really necessary?
Lin Ziqi didn’t know he had unwittingly left a bad impression on Chu Molin, but no matter how bad, he didn’t do anything because of Chu Molin’s attitude. He was thinking—what’s the best way to handle this?
"Don’t worry, we’ll discuss it once we get there." Qin Xue didn’t think Lin Ziqi would give up so easily; he was likely suppressing sothing, probably scheming so mischief.
If Lin Ziqi had mind-reading skills, he would definitely plead his innocence. What mischief could he possibly be scheming, besides thinking of ways to retrieve what’s his?
Both sides were absorbed in their own thoughts. Qin Xue was thinking about how to enter the space to get her things done. If she didn’t prepare her dicine pouch now, she wouldn’t have ti for anything else once they arrive.
If she knew Lin Ziqi would follow so soon, she wouldn’t have taken his belongings. She’s regretting not taking his money too—what a pain.
"This is for you." Chu Molin noticed Qin Xue’s constipated expression and opened his hand, placing the item in her hand.
"What is this?" Qin Xue asked in confusion.
Chu Molin simply pointed to a spot without saying anything, but with that gesture, Qin Xue understood what he ant.
She took it and examined it; surprisingly, it was the item she had acquired earlier. But hadn’t she placed it in the space? How did he manage to get it?
Could he access the items in her space at any ti?
Upon pondering this, Qin Xue was shocked. If that were the case, wouldn’t he know her secret? As she thought of this, a fierce aura surged within her.
"It’s a fake." Chu Molin sensed her emotional shift imdiately and quickly spoke to prevent any issues, as that would indeed be troubleso.
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