TSFLIP Chapter 573

The streets were lined with colorful lanterns and packed with people. Aside from the vendors, most were young men and women—it was exactly the kind of festival that made a perfect excuse for romance to blossom.

Of course, quite a few men noticed Fengguang’s stunning beauty, but after seeing the man beside her, none dared approach her.

Si Jia had been holding her hand the whole time. Thanks to him, she hadn’t been swept away by the crowd, but being held like that made her cheeks grow warmer by the second. If he were the warm, outgoing type, she might not have reacted so strongly—but he wasn’t. He was cold and aloof by nature, which made such an intimate gesture all the more… thrilling.

Yes, thrilling was exactly the word.

They passed an old man selling candied hawthorn skewers. The moment she saw them, her eyes lit up. But she didn’t have any money on her, so her gaze naturally drifted toward Si Jia, her sparkling eyes practically begging, Buy one for me, pretty please?

Si Jia looked right at her as she made her cutesy face, but remained unmoved.

Fengguang tugged his hand and whined playfully, “Can you buy me one? Please?”

He was the kind of man who didn’t hesitate to buy her clothes, so buying a simple candy skewer shouldn’t have been a problem.

“You already had three skewers on the way here,” he said coolly.

“But I want one more.”

“No,” he replied flatly. “Your teeth will hurt.”

“Si Jia, you’re the best,” she coaxed, “Just one more? Please?” When she pouted and pleaded, her lips were like a cherry blossom petal, her brows like brush-painted ink, her eyes deep and limpid like autumn water—utterly soft and enchanting.

Si Jia let her sweet pleading wash over him for a moment, his heart softening under her voice. He finally moved—but instead of heading to the candy vendor, he pulled her toward a jewelry shop.

Fengguang pouted. “There’s nothing to eat in here. Why are we coming inside?”

“To buy something,” he replied with a glance down at her.

“This shop sells stuff for women… Don’t tell me you’re buying something for Feng Miyin?” Her tone dripped with jealousy.

Si Jia suddenly reached out to pat her head, a rare smile tugging at his lips. Then he turned to the shopkeeper and said, “Bring out your finest gold hairpins and jade hair accessories.”

“Right away, sir.” The shopkeeper had already taken one look at their expensive clothes and knew they were high-end customers. He moved quickly and respectfully.

Fengguang froze for a second. “Wait… are you buying a hairpin for me?”

Si Jia’s fingers brushed the back of her silky hair, his lips curved in a subtle, unreadable smile. “Take a look and see if there’s anything you like.”

When he softened his voice like that, it carried an almost magnetic charm—like it passed straight through your ears and into your heart. Her poor little heart practically melted on the spot.

She was now completely sure—she had no resistance to him. One of her hands was still in his, and with the other, she tried to cool her burning cheeks, but the look in his eyes was so full of playful amusement that she had to look away just to calm herself down.

The shopkeeper, ever the observant one, chimed in, “Miss, these are all the finest hairpins in our collection. Take a look—see if anything catches your eye.”

“Okay, let me see…” She looked over the gold and jade hairpins laid out on the table, admiring the intricate craftsmanship and beautiful designs. Then she looked through them all again. It wasn’t long before she realized she had a bad case of decision paralysis.