Carrying several bags as he left the Seventy-three Girls' Clothing Store, Ren Suo couldn't shake the feeling that Li Ke'er's gaze towards him was a bit strange. He politely thanked her, only to see her instinctively step back and shield her chest with a hand—as if he would stick out his tongue when both of his hands were already holding bags!
However, since she was just someone he had met by chance, Ren Suo didn't take it to heart. Instead, he frowned and looked ahead at his sister, who was strolling along the pedestrian street with the casual grace of a dragonfly skimming water, her hands behind her back, dressed in a white blouse, pleated skirt, and white stockings like a high school girl. He said, "Little sis, can you, um..."
"No."
"I haven't even said it yet."
"Going out to buy things for your girlfriend and you want your little sister to carry them?" Ren Xingmei looked sideways at him with a smile. "When buying a gift, sincerity is what matters."
