Gong Le chuckled, "You're wearing it all the time; you must really like this pouch."
Su Yixing wasn't shy at all, and said very frankly, "I do like it a lot."
Huo Qingyi felt another pang in her heart and said to Gong Le, "Miss Lele, the Young Master likes this pouch so much, all thanks to you. If you hadn't said he might like a gift pouch, I wouldn't have thought of it at all."
Su Yixing's face turned dark immediately.
Gong Le was still smiling foolishly on the surface, but in her heart: "..."
I specifically mentioned this pouch not for you to say this... I just wanted you to realize how much Su Yixing likes the gift you gave, hoping it might spark your understanding of Su Yixing's feelings for you...
The atmosphere became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Seeing Su Yixing's dark expression, Huo Qingyi felt helpless, thinking, did she do something wrong again? Yet she didn't feel she did anything wrong.
