I still remember the first time Wen Renche gave Ah-Shi jade, the smile on her face and the delight in her eyes.
She was like a beam of light, illuminating the darkness surrounding him, bringing him the warmth of eternal spring.
"Then next time, I'll give Sister jade," Yunzhi said, counting on his fingers and carefully going through his inventory.
He looked so earnest, completely oblivious to the flash of fiery emotion in the man's eyes.
"She already has plenty. The things Ah-Shi likes are best given by me."
Wen Renche closed the embroidered box and placed it to the side, lounging comfortably against the sofa: "You can choose something else."
"Like what?"
"Perfume, bags, lipstick."
Wen Renche spouted nonsense without batting an eye, not feeling the slightest guilt, and even managed to make it sound convincing.
After all, what girl wouldn't love those kinds of things?
