Li Chuntao didn’t want her third brother to know that it was Yang Dong, so she could only use that tone to make him shut up and stop asking.

She knew that Yang Dong, who hadn’t left the door, would definitely hear it. But it didn’t matter. Anyway, she and Yang Dong were impossible, and there was no need to pretend to be a good girl in front of him.

Moreover, she had never pretended in front of Yang Dong; she had always been herself.

"How about this hairpin? Want to try it on?"

"I think this one’s nice too, what do you think?"

"Do you like it? If not, we can look at others."

"..."

"..."

At this moment, Li Chuntao was already sad and not in the mood to choose any hairpins. Her mind was filled with the thought of Yang Dong buying a hairpin for Yang Xiaocui.

But listening to her third brother constantly coaxing her in her ear, she didn’t want to disappoint him, so she perfunctorily replied, "Looks good."

"Then let’s get you this one, okay?"

Xiao’er, seeing they were about to buy, quickly praised, "Miss, you have a great eye. This style perfectly suits your age, and you’re so outstanding in appearance. It will look great on you. This style sells exceptionally well in our store. Just now, a young man bought one for his fiancée."

Hearing Xiao’er’s words, Li Chuntao’s face immediately turned sour. She casually chose a style, and it turned out to be the one Yang Dong bought for Yang Xiaocui. She didn’t want to have the same as Yang Xiaocui.

So she said, "Third Brother, it looks good, but I don’t like it. Don’t buy it for me. Let’s choose one for mom instead."

At this moment, Xiao’er was dumbfounded. He didn’t know which of his words was wrong. The young lady clearly intended to buy it just now, so why did her expression suddenly change? But since she was a customer and his important patron, he couldn’t offend her, so he still tried his best to sell, "Miss, if you don’t like this one, you can look at others. Our store has the most complete collection of hairpin styles..."

But no matter how Xiao’er tried to sell, Li Chuntao maintained one attitude: to choose one only for her mom, she wouldn’t buy one for herself.

Li Chuntao’s third brother saw that his sister was determined not to buy, so he had no choice but to let it go. In the end, the two selected a hairpin and left the Silver Pavilion.

Li Chuntao’s third brother also noticed that something was off with his sister. When she was shopping in the morning, she was fine, but ever since meeting that person, her mood was off. A thought popped into his head, "Little sister, be honest with Third Brother, who was that person just now? Was it Yang Dong?"

Hearing this, Li Chuntao’s heart skipped a beat. She couldn’t control her emotions just now, and her third brother noticed it.

But she was such a person, with her unhappiness written all over her face, she couldn’t pretend even if she wanted to.

Seeing his sister not answer, Li Chuntao’s third brother knew he had guessed right, so he said, "Little sister, your taste is not great, you know. That guy isn’t even good-looking, not even as handsome as your Third Brother. What do you even see in him? What’s so good about him?"

Hearing this, the corner of Li Chuntao’s mouth twitched. Her third brother had the nerve to call himself handsome; his chubby face had squeezed all his features together, how was that good-looking?

She used to somewhat resemble him, after all, they were siblings. Their eyebrows and eyes were quite similar, and she used to be as chubby, with a large face too.