Mi Ai glanced around and walked towards a white shirt, checking the price tag briefly, as she tightened her grip on her handbag.
But this shirt costs several thousand, which is her monthly salary.
"This shirt is nice, but..."
"But what?"
Mi Ai looked at Bai Juxia.
"Your President Mo's clothes are all high-end custom-made, would he wear a shirt worth a few thousand dollars?"
Mi Ai lowered her head, her initial excitement suddenly dampened.
Bai Juxia noticed Mi Ai's gloomy demeanor and held her hand, "Your President Mo definitely won't dislike the gift you give him, trust me."
"Really?"
Mi Ai asked, puzzled.
"Yeah, surely. Your President Mo doesn't care about things like that, he's bound to like what you give him."
Eventually, Mi Ai spent a month's salary to buy that shirt.
Afterwards, she and Bai Juxia had a simple meal outside. She initially intended to pay, but Bai Juxia covered the bill and teased her about needing to be frugal next month.
