Cecilia Adler glanced at it. The metal box was rather exquisite, with a picture of liqueur-filled chocolates on it. She'd seen them before when she was at the department store. The small boxes were a couple of yuan at their cheapest, while the large ones cost more than ten.
'This must cost over ten yuan, right?'
First, he called her Cecilia. Then, he didn't address her question directly, instead trying to distract her with a treat.
'He's being nice for no reason. He must be up to no good!'
"I don't need it! Also, please call me Sister-in-law."
Ronan Shaw was in a bind. Before he knew her true identity, calling her Sister-in-law would have been perfectly fine, but how could he call her that now? Ian Quincy was supposed to call *him* big brother. "Is Ian home? I actually have something to discuss with him."
He had to tell Ian Quincy the truth.
And let him be the one to gauge Cecilia's attitude.
Cecilia Adler saw he kept changing the subject. She had nothing more to say to him.
