"No, no, I didn't mean it that way..."
"Then what do you mean!"
Faced with the woman's anger, the man looked distressed, but the more anxious he became, the less he knew how to explain. He couldn't exactly say that he wasn't worried about his girlfriend being attracted to that man, but rather worried about himself being attracted to him, could he? That's just ridiculous to admit.
Meanwhile —
"That's all, the unsold goods from before, but they're packaged well and still pretty new..."
"Alright, thank you."
Gu Mo interrupted the old man's words, quickly scanned the area, found the payment option, and, after confirming, left the market directly with that bag of Yellow Paper, not wanting to linger. Especially since people were flocking from all directions, he certainly didn't want to stay.
He left the old man somewhat puzzled, looking at the machine that issued the payment notification, muttering to himself:
"I haven't even said how much it is, yet this young man somehow knew..."
