Gift?
A single word made Jin Jumo forget to break free.
Her ears reddened slightly.
She too... forgot!
"Brother Ying, will we have time to buy a gift and then attend the birthday party?" Jin Jumo said sheepishly.
Ying Jingyao pursed his lips, glanced at the time, "Five-thirty. We should still have time."
"Then let's buy a gift first," Jin Jumo hurriedly said, taking the initiative to hold Ying Jingyao's hand and walk quickly toward the hospital room's exit.
Ying Jingyao's gaze swept over the soft white hand holding his, and a trace of amusement flashed in his deep black eyes, "Okay."
Jin Jumo had read an interview about Zhou Xueyi, where it mentioned Zhou Xueyi's interest in researching tea culture, so Jin Jumo bought a tea set.
Although it wasn't very expensive, it was heartfelt.
Since it was a small birthday party, the venue was at Zhou Xueyi's villa.
Ying Jingyao and Jin Jumo arrived when it was almost seven o'clock,
