"One weekend, I sent Yuanyuan to Uncle Qin's place. At the entrance of your neighborhood, I saw you and a man returning from the outside. He seemed to have handed you something thin. After he left, you put that thing in your bag very carefully. It seemed to be very precious, afraid that you would break it."
Li Yong still remembered Qin Xiaomin's expression very clearly.
If it wasn't a gift from the man she liked, how could she acted like that?
Qin Xiaomin didn't remember at first. She frowned and kept thinking about when she had been like this.
Suddenly, she remembered.
She turned around, then looked at Li Yong with a cold smile. "Li Yong, are you stupid? You only saw how much I value the things he gave me. Did you see how I treated him? Did I look at him more? Did I say more to him?"
Looking at Qin Xiaomin's excited expression, he carefully thought about Qin Xiaomin's words.
Li Yong said in disbelief, "Could it be..."
