Chen Shaojie bought a lot of things. Since Shi Yu had her own income and could return the gesture, she didn't hesitate.
She accepted them calmly, "Mister Chen, you've gone to a lot of trouble."
Chen Shaojie, usually eloquent, was unusually nervous at the moment. He waved his hand, "No trouble at all."
Then he didn't quite know what else to say.
Shen Qingqing's gaze wandered between the two of them, carrying a hint of scrutiny.
Chen Shaojie looked shy, his ears so red they seemed ready to bleed.
Shi Yu felt a bit awkward too, but she was more curious about Chen Shaojie, occasionally glancing at him subtly.
It seemed like the first impression was quite good.
If they truly became a couple, it would be a good thing, which put Shen Qingqing in a great mood.
She joked with Chen Shaojie, "On such a cold day, you made a young lady carry heavy items? Look at Shi Yu's hands, they're red from the cold."
