Riddled With Mysteries

"Didn't you say that there was only one?"

Chu Sihan took the pen and glanced at Lu Zhou.

Lu Zhou snorted and turned around.

Lu Sheng chuckled and stood up, teaching Chu Sihan how to use the fountain pen.

Chu Sihan listened attentively, but his gaze unconsciously fell on her red lips. He gradually fell into a trance.

"Lord, do you understand?"

After sharing with him how to use it, she looked up and asked.

"Ah? Oh." After regaining his senses, Chu Sihan was stunned for a moment before hurriedly nodding. "Yes, I understand."

Lu Sheng smiled at him. "It's good that you understand. Take it as a thank-you gift for giving me the jade hairpin!"

Although, compared to the jade hairpin, a fountain pen was nothing.

Her words made Chu Sihan, who was secretly happy to receive her gift, lose his mood.

However, he felt relieved after feeling down.

He would treat this as a token of love.

"Jade hairpin?"