"Poe Vaughn, the way you’re looking at me makes you even more handsome, don’t you think?" Ava’s face was all smiles, radiant and completely different from the previous frown of displeasure. Poe Vaughn watched her look and let out an "Mm," his tone deep, indulgent, and full of care. Ava laughed more joyfully, quickly hooking her arm into his, leaning her whole body against him, smiling, "Then I won’t bring it up. This little weight is a piece of cake for you, right?" He was, after all, someone who could lift her single-handedly, full of strength. Thinking this, Ava laughed even more heartily. Ordinary people would probably offer to help carry things at this point, but not Ava; she directly let Poe carry everything without any courtesy, laughing so gleefully, as if she had found free labor, looking very pleased. But Poe Vaughn said nothing, he just looked at her smile and responded with a hum. Ava was even happier. As the two walked out of the mall, a group of people behind them were left stunned. This couple was unlike any other, with the man paying, yet the woman refusing to let him and insisting on paying herself. The man didn’t argue but complied with whatever she wanted. As long as she was happy. And the woman was very assertive, yet appeared like a playful child under the man’s gaze; she played, and he indulged her. They had never seen such a couple before, especially one so pleasing to the eye; truly unique. Especially watching the woman’s smile now, the way the man looked at her, they had a feeling that no matter what the woman wanted, the man would give it to her. Yet the way he spoiled her was different, and the one being spoiled was unique, cheerful, direct, simple, and generous. Watching them made their hearts feel sweet, like a jar of honey had been spilled, so sweet that they all wanted to fall in love too. After Ava and Poe Vaughn walked out of the mall for a while, Ava looked at the bags in Poe’s hands and said, "Shall I take one? We still have some way to walk, and two bags are a bit heavy." Ava wasn’t someone without a conscience, nor did she think anything was taken for granted. She just wanted to enjoy the moment for a bit, and once that passed, it would be over. When needed, she cared; when needed, she paid attention, not affected at all. As she spoke, Ava reached out to take a bag, but as soon as her hand neared it, Poe moved it away. He looked at the concerned and caring person and said, "No need." Ava watched as he moved his hand to prevent her from taking it, raising an eyebrow, then her eyes softened, looking up slightly at the one she was holding onto, expression filled with playfulness. Who would’ve thought that the bigwig of Celestial Holdings would come to shop, and not just that, but also carry things himself? She thought, if such a thing were told, no one would believe it. Ava felt this kind of feeling was really nice, especially nice. Unable to hold it in, Ava said, "I really wish someone could see what the bigwig of Celestial Holdings looks like when he’s carrying things. Wouldn’t they be super surprised, like they’re dreaming and it’s completely unreal?" With such interest, she seemed genuinely curious to know. Poe Vaughn looked into Ava’s eyes, which were particularly beautiful in the night, clear and bright like pools of light within black pearls, extremely penetrating, reaching straight into your heart. Poe opened his lips, "You can try." Ava’s smile froze instantly; it was like a one-second expression change. She was always someone who said whatever she thought, without worrying about consequences, especially when she was happy. But now, Poe’s words sounded to Ava like, "If you don’t behave, I don’t mind adding a few conditions." Ava couldn’t smile anymore. Poe watched as Ava’s face changed in an instant, and then he looked away, gazing ahead. The arm she had hooked onto was withdrawn, then opened, and wrapped around her waist. The moment Poe withdrew his hand, Ava thought he was angry, and her heart thumped wildly, her mind racing to figure out how to make up for what she had just said wrong. There was nothing she could do; she just couldn’t keep her bearings when she was too happy, it was too deadly. But before she could think of any good solutions, the arm fell onto her waist, pulling her into his embrace. In almost a moment, Ava inhaled his fragrance, full of deep aloofness, a scent she was so familiar with, the one she liked. Suddenly, Ava’s wildly beating heart calmed down, she looked at Poe Vaughn. He didn’t look at her, just hugged her as they calmly walked forward, his face showing no anger, no displeasure, and the eyes under the night’s shadow were not scary at all. Ava blinked, her body gradually relaxing. She carefully looked at Poe’s expression and found he was indeed not angry. If he was angry, why would he still be holding her, and carrying things at that? He’d definitely have let her carry them. Instantly, Ava squinted and smiled. His words earlier were just casual, without any meaning, just as she casually said whatever she wanted. She had overthought it. A bigwig of his current status, how could he possibly get angry over such casual words from her? He wouldn’t at all. Moreover, no one would know they were together, just like earlier, even with so many people watching them, no one would report about it tomorrow. It’s just that simple. Ava was completely at ease, grasping onto Poe Vaughn’s waist immediately, leaning into his arms, letting him embrace her as they walked. "I won’t try, absolutely not!" "If we go out shopping together and your photos carrying things get leaked, then we’ll both be in trouble." "Afterwards, we’ll always be observed, interviewed, asked all sorts of questions, it would be inconvenient to go anywhere or do anything, I don’t like that." She enjoyed freedom, unrestrained, carefree. She was like a bird under the vast sky, free to fly as she wished. Poe Vaughn heard her words, lowered his eyes to see her, noticing her expression filled with resistance and pride. She truly didn’t like it. Usually, women wanting to be with him would be eager to expose it, letting everyone know she was Poe Vaughn’s woman, but Ava was completely different. She refused exposure, feared it, she didn’t want others to know how her life was; she only wanted to live her own life. His arm tightened slightly, eyes turning ahead. If he didn’t want exposure, it wouldn’t be exposed by anyone. They came out as usual and went back as usual, with the security guard’s demeanor restored, even smiling and greeting Ava as they saw her, "Miss Sterling and your boyfriend went shopping together?" 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