The door was pushed open, and Si Ye strode towards her. Seeing what she held in her hand, he was visibly stunned, a trace of embarrassment flashing in his eyes.
Chen Zhi smiled at him, "I thought you lost it."
Si Ye came over to pull her up, sat himself on the chair, and then let her sit on his lap, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"I did lose it at the time, but after you left, I picked it up again." He had originally planned to hide it from her forever, not telling her, but since she had found it, he had no choice but to admit it.
At that time, Si Ye had thrown the clothes into the trash can, and when Chen Zhi thought of him humbling himself to retrieve them, her nose felt a little sour.
"Why?"
Si Ye looked at her with bright eyes and smiled, "This was the first gift you gave me, I couldn't lose it."
Chen Zhi curved her lips into a smile, very happy, and said nothing.
