"Youyou, do you have any other wishes?"
Qin Huai's sudden question without context took An Youyou by surprise. At that moment, she was still overwhelmed by the disappointment that the potato and cabbage dumplings were not as delicious as she had imagined, and she was absent-minded even with the potato and cabbage buns. Qin Huai's unexpected question jammed her brain.
"Wish... wishes?" An Youyou didn't understand why Qin Huai suddenly asked such a question; she had many wishes.
She wanted the beautiful dress she had seen on a short video a few days ago, she wanted to go on a beach vacation to fish and sunbathe, she wanted to have a feast at the mall, she wanted to buy the massage chair she had long desired but was priced in the five-digit range, and she also wanted to buy the house she was currently living in at Yunzhong District.
Could she say that?
An Youyou wanted to say, but her rationality told her she couldn't.
