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Even after Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian had wandered off, the girls still hadn’t recovered from the scene that they had just witnessed.

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Initially, Su Zhinian had thought that this was Song Qingchun’s way of testing his superpower, but the girl seemed to have gotten addicted to this method of communication. She kept using her heart to communicate with him as if her lips were sewn shut.

Therefore, for the rest of the afternoon, it was Su Zhinian who dominated the conversation as they wandered in and out of the many shops. Song Qingchun stayed beside him and maintained that expressionless face that she had on at the first store no matter how amazing his stunts were.

Su Zhinian’s perfect features would attract the gaze of the crowd no matter where he was. As people focused their gazes on him, they would naturally notice Song Qingchun’s resting b*tch face that was beside him as well as the scenes where Su Zhinian leaned close to her ear to whisper kindly and gently to her.

The passersby would toss them envious looks; occasionally, some in the crowd might comment on them. There were a few times when their voices were too so that Song Qingchun managed to hear them.

"Goodness, that woman is disgusting! She didn’t even smile even though the man is so good for her!"

"That’s right, this is why we shouldn’t pamper our daughters lest they expect the world is to do their bidding!"

If Song Qingchun could hear these unflattering comments, naturally, Su Zhinian could hear them as well. Even though she didn’t react in any way to these comments, Su Zhinian would either ask her whether she was tired or squat down to help her tie her shoelaces when those people turned to look and comment on himself and Song Qingchun.

Song Qingchun’s aloof face belied an overjoyed heart. Su Zhinian, you’re so evil; you’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you? You’re purposely making them direct their jealous fury at me!

Su Zhinian, shall we go into the Chanel store?

Song Qingchun’s heart was hyped with excitement as many thoughts burst into her mind.

Su Zhinian, I like that pair of shoes; my size is 35.

Su Zhinian, I want a glass of warm milk...

Su Zhinian...

During the shopping trip, Su Zhinian couldn’t help but wonder what her real opinion of his superpowers was. He knew she was happy, but he couldn’t tell whether that happiness would last or was only temporary.

Many times, the question had arrived at his lips, but eventually, he would bit it back after considering the joyfulness that suffused Song Qingchun’s heart. He didn’t have the heart to break up her excitement and didn’t have the courage to ruin the moment.

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Song Qingchun finally gave it a rest after they walked around the entire ACR. By then, it was already 9 pm.