"My prince, you can tell from these things. If a woman has no feelings for a man, she certainly won't act shy. When Madam Liu Wan went out just now, I saw her blush."
Jing Er said with a smile.
"Really?" Xia Siheng's eyes shone.
"Of course. Besides, she accepted your gift. Doesn't that mean she hasn't rejected you?" Jing Er nodded.
Xia Siheng had barely sat down before he stood up again and began pacing.
He pretended to rub his forehead, the hem of his black robe swaying constantly, while beneath his large hand, his stern face blossomed into a smile.
"Jing Er, what should I do next?"
Jing Er held back his laughter. "You don't need to do anything. Just help her quietly."
"Go collect your reward from the accounts office." Xia Siheng waved him away.
Jing Er finally failed to contain himself and laughed aloud. He hurriedly cupped his fists and took his leave.
After he left, Xia Siheng stood with his back to the doorway, the corners of his mouth never dropping.
There was one more thing he hadn't dared tell Jing Er.
When he had given Liu Wan the gift, he had touched her hand.
Liu Wan hadn't pulled away from him.
What did that mean?
It meant she didn't reject his touch!
She liked him!
Xia Siheng stared at his hand, his eyes glowing.
He took a handkerchief and carefully wrapped up the hand that had touched Liu Wan.
He wouldn't wash this hand for three days.
Xia Wanwan picked up her black bib and asked Pan Chun to put it on her.
As Pan Chun fastened it around her neck, she asked in puzzlement, "Little miss, are you planning to blow someone up again?"
Fortunately, it was broad daylight today, and she