"Okay, okay! Sorry to bother you, sister!"
Zhang Xuanhua nodded repeatedly, his smile so pure and dazzling, like a child who got candy, and excitedly followed Xi Wanrong to the jewelry counter.
Liao Feng pushed his glasses and followed silently.
On the way to the counter, Xi Wanrong seemed to be casually guiding the conversation. Zhang Xuanhua was very cooperative, telling Xi Wanrong that he had just returned to China and was a freshman at Guanghua University, so he was unfamiliar with many places in China.
He complained that the course was a bit difficult, and some people in the school looked at him strangely, with a bit of grievance and helplessness in their tone.
Xi Wanrong plays the role of a gentle and caring sister, listening patiently and giving comfort and advice as a "veteran" at the right time.
"Young Master Zhang, don't worry about what others think. The most important thing is to be yourself." Xi Wanrong's tone was soothing. "You are so outstanding and have a good family background. You will definitely have a bright future."
Zhang Xuanhua lowered his head embarrassedly: "Well...thank you for your guidance, sister..."
The counter lights were bright, illuminating the various gemstones with dazzling brilliance. Xi Wanrong, with utmost professionalism and enthusiasm, introduced Zhang Xuanhua to styles suitable for elders.
She took out a brooch inlaid with a deep sapphire, placed it on a tray covered with black velvet, and pushed it towards Zhang Xuanhua.
"Young Master Zhang, please take a look at this 'Eye of the Deep Sea'. The main stone is a 3-carat cornflower sapphire, with a pure and rich color and a perfect cut. The surrounding diamonds are all D color, IF clarity, and have excellent fire."
"The design is elegant and grand, with a profound and inclusive meaning. It is a perfect birthday gift for mother."
Xi Wanrong's voice was professional and pleasant, and her fingertips elegantly pointed out the details of the gems.
Zhang Xuanhua leaned forward slightly, approaching the tray, his light blue eyes looking intently at the brooch. His long eyelashes drooped, casting a small shadow under his eyes, making him look particularly serious.
He stretched out his finger, as if wanting to touch the dazzling gem.
At this moment, the screen of Xi Wanrong's mobile phone, which was placed on the inside of the counter, suddenly lit up!
A preview message of a spam ad popped up. Although the content was blurry, the lock screen wallpaper was clearly displayed - it was a secretly photographed photo of Ye Qingliu!
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
Zhang Xuanhua's finger, reaching for the brooch, paused mid-air. His gaze, as if drawn by a magnet, instantly shifted from the glittering sapphire to the lit screen of his phone.
The clean, curious, and slightly shy smile on his face receded like the tide, leaving only a deep pool of calmness.
The light blue pupils contracted slightly, and the reflection of the candid photo was clearly reflected in them.
Xi Wanrong was immersed in the rhythm of sales promotion when she saw Zhang Xuanhua suddenly stop and look at her phone. Her heart suddenly tightened!
She followed his gaze, and when she saw the lock screen wallpaper she had carefully set, her face turned pale! It was as if the blood rushed to her head in an instant, and then froze in the next second!
She practically lunged forward, frantically grabbing the phone and flicking off the screen, her fingertips turning white from the force! Her heart was pounding wildly in her chest, nearly jumping out! It was over! He'd seen her!
He saw Ye Qingliu's photo!
"Zhang... Young Master Zhang..." Xi Wanrong's voice was dry and trembling, with panic and embarrassment that could not be concealed. She tried to explain, but her mind went blank. "That... is... is..."
Zhang Xuanhua slowly retracted his outstretched finger. He stood up straight, his face expressionless: no surprise, no disdain, not even a hint of curiosity.
Those light blue eyes were like a frozen lake, looking calmly at Xi Wanrong, who was pale and incoherent.
He was silent for a few seconds, but that brief silence made Xi Wanrong feel like she had been roasted on fire for a century.
"It's a very beautiful sapphire." Zhang Xuanhua finally spoke, his voice still clear, without any emotion, as if nothing had happened just now, and he was simply evaluating the jewelry in front of him.
"Sister Wanrong has a good eye. Let's take this one."
He took out the card, his movements smooth and natural, as if the awkward incident had never happened.
Xi Wanrong felt like she'd just survived a catastrophe, the cold sweat on her back nearly soaking through her underwear. Suppressing the trembling of her fingers, she took the card and stiffly completed the entire process of swiping and packaging. The entire time, she didn't dare look up at Zhang Xuanhua's eyes.
"Thank you, Sister Wanrong." Zhang Xuanhua took the beautifully wrapped gift box and put a clean and gentle smile on his face again, as if the cold stare just now was just Xi Wanrong's illusion.
"I'll ask you for advice when buying gifts next time." His tone was still intimate, but Xi Wanrong heard an indescribable sense of alienation in it.
"Okay... okay, take care, Mr. Zhang." Xi Wanrong forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.
Zhang Xuanhua nodded, turned, and left, his black, wolf-tail hair swaying gently with his steps. Liao Feng followed.
It was not until the two figures disappeared around the corner of the mall that Xi Wanrong leaned against the cold counter as if exhausted, breathing heavily.
She pulled out her phone and stared at the dark screen, her fingertips still trembling uncontrollably. The secretly taken photo of Ye Qingliu was like a red-hot iron, burning her to the point of panic.
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