Tang Yanqi glanced at the bag and then at Sheng Jianan: "The water's ready."
The man reclining on the bed beckoned her over: "Come here."
Tang Yanqi obediently went over, and Sheng Jianan shoved the bag into her arms: "I was planning to give it to you in a couple of days, but I just had a brain malfunction and was afraid I'd forget, so I'm giving it to you now."
Tang Yanqi: "..."
What does he mean by a brain malfunction?
She already admitted she was wrong, was it necessary? Was it?
Lowering her head to open the bag, inside was a gift box, and inside the box was a white little dress. Tang Yanqi suddenly lifted her head: "This is?"
"Christmas party, on that day, wear this one."
Tang Yanqi looked steadily at the person in front of her, inwardly complaining: She already has so many clothes, yet for a party, a new one must be bought. Young man, this kind of extravagance would not make Mao Zedong happy, you know?
