After leaving the fair, Zhou Yuan brought Zuoqiu Qingyu to a more secluded place.

“You had your eyes set on his ancient wooden bracelet from the start, right?” Zuoqiu Qingyu looked at Zhou Yuan with an expression that seemingly resembled a smile, her red lips moving as she said, “Why do I feel as if I’ve been used by you?”

“Why do you have to put it in such an awful manner.” Zhou Yuan defended himself as he righteously said, “All we did was stand up for injustice ...