"Why though? They look the same."
"Take it out."
Ye Xian frowned, thinking he was acting weird, so she took out her Little Strawberry handkerchief. To her surprise, as soon as she did, the man snatched it away.
Ye Xian: "?"
The new Little Strawberry handkerchief smelled so sweetly of a young man's milky scent from a few centimeters away that Bo Tingshen tightened his grip on it, neatly folded it, and tucked it into the inner pocket of his suit, while casually handing her his old Little Strawberry handkerchief.
Witnessing this series of seamless, blatant robbery actions, Ye Xian was bewildered, "??."
Bo Tingshen indifferently stated, "Just switching."
"Come on, CEO, aren't you being a bully? You kept my handkerchief for yourself before, and now you're swapping your old one for my new one!"
"Do you want compensation?"
Ye Xian: "..." Compensation for what! They were all hers to begin with! This was infuriating!
