Mo Lan, feeling a bit flustered, pushed his hand away and took a step back to maintain some distance.
"But I really have no feelings for you, so just give up!"
After speaking, she turned and left briskly.
Qi Ruisen watched her back, his thin lips slightly pursed.
How could he possibly give up? He wouldn't give up.
That night, Mo Lan fell asleep very late, and Qi Ruisen didn't rest well either.
...
The next day, Qi Ruisen got up very early and left.
By the time Mo Lan woke up, he had been gone for a while.
Qi Ruisen left quietly without saying goodbye to anyone, which was just as well to avoid any awkward encounters.
As Mo Lan went downstairs, a bodyguard approached and handed her a small box.
"Miss Mo, this was left for you by Mr. Qi when he left."
"What is it?" Mo Lan asked, confused, as she took it.
The bodyguard shook his head, "I don't know."
Mo Lan opened the exquisite box to reveal an antique ruby brooch inside.
