The moonlight was not very good tonight, the sky was dim and heavy.
Even with this weak light, Chu Qianli still couldn't see the box clearly.
But, a gift?
She immediately shook her head, waved her hand, and chuckled dryly, "It's just two bowls of noodles, not worth much money. There's no need to be so polite, Loyal Brother. You should go back and rest early."
Why give a gift? What other demands might follow after giving it?
She dared not be easily fooled.
This man's scheming was extremely deep, impossible to fathom; it was wise to entangle with him less!
Yexuan's eyes darkened slightly, "Are you sure you don't want it?"
"Is it... important?" The box didn't look very valuable, and it was evident that it had seen some years.
"It's not important." Yexuan stepped forward, raised his hand, and tossed the wooden box into her arms.
"Do you think I would give you something important?"
"..." She was at a loss for words! She felt like slapping him on the forehead.