Hua Yusen's expression and attitude clearly weren't enough to convince Zhao Nuanyue.
"Humph!" Zhao Nuanyue shot Hua Yusen a glare, then strode ahead. She wouldn't walk with him anymore. From now on, she was ignoring him.
'When it comes to a man, a woman can dote on him and love him, but she must never, ever spoil him.'
Watching Zhao Nuanyue's charmingly defiant back, Hua Yusen shook his head with a helpless smile. He followed silently behind. As they neared the Dragon King Temple, he took a few quick steps to catch up, taking her hand. He then pulled a small red pouch from his coat and placed it in her palm.
"What is this?" Zhao Nuanyue paused, surprised. She looked down at the small red pouch in her palm, wondering what was inside.
