"Not interested."
Her voice was lazy and indifferent, yet it carried a sense of rejection that could be felt from miles away.
The man saw Quiana Sutton's rejection and immediately put on an expression of heartbreak: "Come on, it's boring just sitting here. Why not be a witness, treat it as a show?"
Quiana Sutton: "..."
Alright then... She was indeed quite bored...
The man saw that Quiana agreed, and his heartbroken expression instantly became lively. He raised an eyebrow: "Beautiful lady, which prize number do you like?"
Quiana glanced casually: "Number 7."
Number 7 was a Gundam model. Although not a collector's edition, it was said to be out of production.
He blinked at Quiana: "Miss, you have a good eye. I also like number 7. But ladies first, I'll gift the number 7 prize to you later."
He then glanced at the stall owner: "With this lady as a witness now, if you refuse to fulfill the promise again, we'll call the police."
