The moon... in a box?
Zhao Yuan's words left everyone stunned. All eyes fell upon the sandalwood box as they wondered what could possibly be inside.
What could possibly be described as the moon?
Ye Feng curled his lip and snorted in disdain.
He didn't believe for a second that Zhao Yuan could offer any decent gift. He'd already done his research on the man—a broke loser from some backwoods mountain village.
'How could someone like that have any money? What kind of decent gift could he possibly give?'
Ye Feng sneered, "The moon? Heh. Don't tell me you got her some little moon-shaped trinket? That kind of thing might work on some naive girl who's never seen the world, but if you think you can fool Lin Xue with it, you're dreaming!"
The other four men formed a temporary alliance with Ye Feng.
They weren't blind; they could see that Lin Xue had a thing for Zhao Yuan. The guy they had initially dismissed was, in fact, their greatest threat.
