Slander all you want. Yan Xixi remained perfectly calm.
He grew impatient. "Who on earth sent it?"
"Xu Xiaoya."
"..."
Wan Donglin's eyes widened considerably, and he chuckled.
She explained enthusiastically, "Xiaoya's old home was demolished, and she received 500,000 in compensation. She added that to our shop's profits and bought this car for me with a one-time payment. HAHA, I love it! Every evening, I drive it out to have dinner with her, go for a spin, and show it off..."
Wan Donglin stopped laughing, his tone becoming very serious. "Yan Xixi, I have a suggestion..."
"What kind of suggestion?"
"Perhaps it's best if you maintain a little distance from Xu Xiaoya?"
She raised her eyebrows. "Why should I?"
"This relationship between you two is already quite unsettling..."
Yan Xixi: "..."
He said with a straight face, "The pressure Xu Xiaoya puts on me is even greater than Huang Xiaojue's. This won't do."
