"Chi Yan, do you think this looks good on me?"
A familiar name was called out by a sweet female voice. Su Yaoyao froze and subconsciously looked up at the source of the voice.
Not far away, Su Qingqing held a crystal bracelet and looked excitedly at the tall and handsome man beside her.
Yu Chiyan was dressed in simple casual clothes, not some designer haute couture, but rather like an outdated suit being sold off in a shopping mall cart.
Even so, it still couldn't hide the innate nobility about the man.
This is also one of the reasons why Su Qingqing is so fascinated by Yu Chiyan's body.
The man's handsome, thin lips parted slightly, and his deep, sexy voice was full of allure.
"If you like it, try it on."
Upon hearing this, Su Qingqing curled her lips into a smile. She stretched out her slender, fair wrist and held it up in front of Yu Chiyan, her tone frank and slightly arrogant.
"Then put it on me."
If it were the old Yu Chiyan, he would definitely have refused, but now...
Su Yaoyao watched as Yu Chiyan took the bracelet and clumsily and carefully put the crystal bracelet on Su Qingqing's wrist.
The man looked at the bracelet he had personally put on, a faint smile appearing in his eyes.
"very beautiful."
Su Yaoyao found this scene extremely jarring.
Huo Xiting took in the entire expression on Su Yaoyao's face.
They were sitting in the far corner, and there was a potted plant next to them blocking their view, so Su Qingqing and Yu Chiyan didn't notice her and Huo Xiting.
After the two chose their bracelets, Su Qingqing paid with her card and casually tossed the packaged bracelets, along with her backpack, to Yu Chiyan.
Yu Chiyan remained silent, took the things Su Qingqing handed him, and followed behind her as they left the jewelry store.
Su Yaoyao tried her best to make her expression look normal, but she overestimated herself. At this moment, the sadness in her eyes seemed to be overflowing.
Huo Xiting's eyes darkened, as if he had just said it casually.
Do you know the relationship between Yu Chiyan and Su Qingqing?
Su Yaoyao's face showed a hint of doubt. What kind of relationship could they have?
Huo Xiting smiled; "It seems you don't know yet, but Yu Chiyan is now living off Su Qingqing."
Su Yaoyao's expression froze completely. Huo Xiting, as if he hadn't seen it, gestured angrily towards Yu Chiyan's back.
"Did you see that? The clothes and shoes Yu Chiyan is wearing were all bought for him by Su Qingqing. Didn't you notice that Su Qingqing treats Yu Chiyan like a bodyguard?"
Su Yaoyao's clenched fingers had turned white, and her eyes were full of suppressed emotions.
Huo Xiting's words implied that Yu Chiyan had fallen so low that he had to rely on Su Qingqing for food.
She was the woman Yu Chiyan had once looked down upon.
Seeing the emotions on her face, Huo Xiting's heart sank even further.
At that moment, he understood that Su Yaoyao had never let go of Yu Chiyan.
Just then, the manager walked over with two employees carrying trays.
"Mr. Huo, Ms. Su, the new styles for the past two seasons are all here. Take a look, which one do you like?"
The rings on the tray were all exquisite and beautiful. Huo Xiting didn't understand jewelry, so he asked Su Yaoyao to choose one.
"Yaoyao, you choose."
Su Yaoyao composed herself and casually pointed to one; "This one will do."
No one present expected Su Yaoyao to be so casual. You see, the one Su Yaoyao picked was the least outstanding among all of them.
The manager glanced at Huo Xiting's expression, then at Su Yaoyao, and spoke cautiously.
"Ms. Su, are you sure? Would you like to take another look?"
Ignoring Huo Xiting's gaze, Su Yaoyao made her decision directly: "No need, this will do."
"this……"
The manager's eyes lingered on Huo Xiting, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Huo Xiting looked up at the ring Su Yaoyao had chosen, a gentle smile appearing on his face.
"It looks great. Yao Yao has excellent taste."
Su Yaoyao took a closer look at the ring on the tray. It was a very simple design, not particularly stunning. She hadn't expected Huo Xiting to actually like it.
"Wrap it up."
He gave a cold order, and the manager didn't dare to say anything more. He had figured it out: whether the ring was a new model or not didn't matter, and whether it looked good or not didn't matter either. What mattered was the person who chose the ring.
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