She pouted, crying uncontrollably. Chen Yuan chuckled as he comforted her, taking a tissue to dry the tears streaming down her cheeks.
The tears fell so thick and fast that he scrambled to wipe them away.
"You're crying so hard. If Ningning comes over, she'll think I'm abusing you. People will get the wrong idea. Yaoyao, let's not cry anymore. Try to stop, okay? Just a little."
"I can't stop! Why did you have to give me a gift out of nowhere? You should've told me beforehand so I could've been prepared."
"Alright, alright. I promise I'll tell you in advance next time."
"Forget it," Jiang Yao said, her voice hoarse. "Don't give me any more gifts. And if you do, they can't be this expensive. You need to save the money you work so hard for and use it when you really need it."
She added in a small, hesitant voice, "I could never bear to spend my Young Master's money."
