Qu Liushang looked at the red scarf around Mo Yinhe's neck, green with envy and spite. No wonder he'd lost his mind, wearing that ostentatious red scarf even in this scorching heat!
He was sweating profusely from his forehead, yet he never took it off!
So, this scarf was knitted by Ajiu!
However, it looked quite old, not newly knitted. Was she sure Ajiu had knitted it especially for him?
Qu Liushang didn't believe it and mocked, "At first glance, that scarf is an old keepsake of a girl's; who knows how many years it's been worn. Mo Yinhe, Ajiu won't knit you a scarf, so you grabbed her old one to show off to me, right? You know you'll never get a scarf she knitted just for you."
During the five years Si Mingjing was away, Qu Liushang had become very familiar with Mo Yinhe and had a slight understanding of his unrequited desires.
Among these, what frustrated Mo Yinhe the most was that he wanted a scarf for his birthday present every year, yet Ajiu never gave him one.
