"First, let's not talk about your fondness for her, and besides…"
Lu Yunzhu let out a cold laugh, stomping the ground: "This treasure, does she deserve it?"
"It's not up to you now." Lu Jin'an looked at her, his tone calm: "Besides, since it's a gift you intended for me, if I don't want it, there's no harm in giving it to her, right?"
"Offering flowers to Buddha?" Lu Yunzhu narrowed her eyes, her voice growing colder: "Or borrowing my flowers? Jin'an, have you grown so bold now?
My things, unless I give them, no one should think of taking them."
"You too!" Lu Yunzhu gazed deeply into Lu Jin'an's eyes: "If I don't give it, do you think they can take it?"
Lu Jin'an smiled but didn't speak in a hurry. With a wave of his hand, a small square table appeared on the ground in front of him, complete with a tea set on it.
