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Zhuang Nainai lay on her bed, her posture inelegant as she faced her laptop and drew. Then, her phone rang.

She answered her phone. Lin Xier was calling to let her know that the transfer of ownership of the house could be done within the day, and she asked if she had time to take a look at the house.

Zhuang Nainai really wanted to go, but would Si Zhengting let her do so?

She uneasily knocked on his door and told him that she wanted to leave the house.

Si Zhengting was surprised. To go shopping?

Zhuang Nainai lowered her head a little downheartedly. Yeah. If you dont agree to it, then forget it.

The house was over there and could not possibly uproot itself and leave.

Zhuang Nainai had just turned around to leave when she heard a male voice from behind her say, Let Da Zhuang drive you there.

Zhuang Nainai was surprised and speechless.

Zhuang Nainai was extremely excited. Why was this man so agreeable today?

Like a bird freed from its cage, she let Da Zhuang drive her to the entrance of the district. She excused herself by saying that she was going to meet a friend, then asked Da Zhuang to wait for her outside. Only then did she meet Lin Xier and take a look at the house, which belonged to her mother.

The house was pretty good. There were pleasant breezes entering through the north and south faces of the house. The amount of natural light in the house was also very good it was even better than Zhuang Nainai had expected.

She did not dare stay for too long, in case she aroused suspicion in Da Zhuang. Thus, she dragged Lin Xier along to go shopping.

According to her own principles, once one spent their money, what the eye doesnt see, the heart doesnt grieve for. Hence, Zhuang Nainai bought both Lin Xier and her mother some items, adding some new furniture to the new house.

Finally, when she was about to leave the mall, Zhuang Nainai saw a mens clothing shop. There was a black dress shirt in there that looked very nice.

Thinking about how Si Zhengting had bought a laptop for her, she wondered if she was supposed to reciprocate his actions by presenting him with a gift as well.

Zhuang Nainai was a person who prioritized action over words. Since she had thought of buying the gift, she went ahead and bought it.

So, two hours later

Zhuang Nainai stood before Si Zhengtings study room and deliberated momentarily. Her hands shot out before she could retract them again, and she felt very nervous.

She was brazenly giving him a dress shirt. Was it not a good idea?

After all, it seemed as though their dispute was not entirely resolved yet, right?

But she had already bought the shirt. She gritted her teeth and knocked on the door.

Soon, a deep voice rang out. Enter.

Zhuang Nainai entered with her head lowered and showing a hint of anxiety. She handed Si Zhengting the dress shirt as he stared at her intently. She said shyly, I thought that the shirt suited you, so I bought it.

After she said that, the room went silent. She raised her head and saw Si Zhengtings deep gaze fixed on the shirt.

What kind of expression was that?

Zhuang Nainai bit her lips. Thats right, his clothes were all custom-made. She must have gone crazy how could she have thought that he would wear something that she had purchased for him?

At this point, Zhuang Nainai withdrew her hand. Im sorry to have disturbed you

Before she could finish her sentence, she heard the leg of the chair dragging against the surface of the floor. Then, Si Zhengtings tall and strong body approached slowly from behind his desk.

Zhuang Nainai felt empty-handed suddenly and realized that he had taken away the shirt. He put it on his study table. Are you taking away the gift that was intended for someone else?

Did he mean that he wanted it?

Zhuang Nainais eyes lit up. She wanted to say something, but she saw the stack of documents on his table and knew that she should not disturb him any further. Instead, she smiled knowingly and said, Ill be off, then.

As she exited the room, she heard him call, Nainai

She turned back and saw that he was struggling to say something that he was visibly embarrassed to say. Finally, he managed to say it. About that bank card Im sorry.

Zhuang Nainais heart sank swiftly, and tears sprang to her eyes. Her nose started to water and her throat tightened. The grievances that she had buried deep in her heart suddenly rushed to the surface with the passing mention of the matter.

Afterward, he said lightly, Nainai, return the card to me.