Li Buyan's loud shout did not bother Li Xingle.
The car quickly drove out of the school.
"There are clothes for you in the back!"
"What's wrong with the clothes I'm wearing? You don't like them? It's not like I'm dressing for you!" Li Buyan retorted, without looking back.
"You'll like them! Be good, go to the back seat and change, the car windows are tinted to prevent peeking, no one can see." Li Xingle suddenly spoke in a tender, pampering tone.
Li Buyan felt like he was coaxing a pet.
She absolutely did not want to be treated like a pet.
She sat motionless in the driver's seat.
There was a red light ahead, Li Xingle stopped the car and reached back, placing a delicate box on her lap, then lifted the beautiful gift box with one hand.
On top was a beautiful platinum necklace, and below it was a navy blue dress.
