Lin Huai: "They are desperate, and they deserve it."
Every time Ma Yuman asked him to make custom clothes, she would talk about something about the Zhu family. He knew clearly about Zhu Menghui's harm to Qian Yan. Now that he has ended up like this, isn't that what he deserves?
“Try this stir-fried water spinach.”
Qian Yan was not polite, picked up a piece of water spinach, put it in his mouth, and paired it with the warm porridge in the bowl, it was a very enjoyable breakfast.
For a while, the two of them ate in silence without speaking.
After finishing the meal, Lin Huai spoke first: "Tomorrow is your birthday."
"Want to give me a gift?"
Lin Huai: "..." He always asks questions so directly, and he loses all the surprises he wants.
Lin Huai nodded honestly, stood up and turned around to go back to the room. After a while, he took out a box, which was exquisitely packaged, and pushed it in front of Qian Yan: "Look, I have been preparing it for a long time. I hope you like it."
There are many people at her birthday party, and there will be many people giving gifts.
Even if he could guarantee that this gift would stand out among the many gifts, he still wanted to give it to her alone. He didn't want this gift to be seen by others.
Qian Yan stretched out his hand to open the box, and the neat movements made Lin Huai's eyes twitch, making him forget how most people behave when accepting gifts.
She has always been like this, opening gifts as soon as she gets them, no problem.
The box was opened, and inside was a beautiful book. She paused and made some guesses. It couldn't be the things Lin Huai drew some time ago, right? Could it be that she was going to give her a bunch of limited-edition clothes and let her wear whatever she wanted?
, choose from there?
It's a nice gift. She probably won't have to buy clothes in her life.
This guy seems to be of some use.
Isn't it a bit overkill to put such deliberate efforts here, just to recommend himself as a pillow? If he really didn't come to attack her, it would be good to stay by her side. At least until now, she doesn't find this person annoying.
Lin Huai became a little nervous when he noticed that Qian Yan looked at him with admiration.
Qian Yan took out the slightly thick booklet. The booklet was hard-covered and beautifully made. After picking it up, she discovered that the paintings on the booklet were very much in the style of Lin Huai.
"Did you draw it?"
"Um."
"My painting skills have improved, and your paintings are very spiritual."
Although he had been praised many times, Lin Huai could not help but curl up the corners of his lips.
"There are also words." Qian Yan discovered that there were three words hidden in this fairyland-like painting. After carefully identifying them, she slowly read out: "Hundred-faced picture."
A hundred-sided picture?
Qian Yan opened the booklet directly and turned to the first page. The scene she saw was very familiar to her, and the person on it was also very familiar to her. It was her.
Lin Huai: "This was the first time we met. You were standing on the dark side of the alley. At that time, I thought you were scared out of your mind. Looking back carefully, I realized that your face was calm at that time, and you looked like a king.
Staring, how could it be that he was frightened, I am ignorant."
"Very restored." Qian Yan commented.
She turned to the second page, which showed a scene of her beating up those gangsters. She had to say that Lin Huai was an excellent painter: "Well done."
If you continue to flip through it, there are a hundred pictures. No wonder it is called a hundred-sided picture.
Qian Yan closed the book and closed the box: "This gift is very special, I like it very much."
Lin Huai breathed a sigh of relief. Although she didn't show any surprise, her ability to say such things meant that she really liked her.