Yan Xiaye smiled at the suddenly childish Second Master Li, the corners of her lips curving up slightly.
"Okay, consider it your Christmas gift."
With the sweet laughter of Little Yunduo, Li Yuntang walked side by side with Yan Xiaye, his fingers naturally interlocking with hers.
Such a gentle scene pierced Yan Shuirou's eyes; she dared not act unruly in front of Second Master Li and returned to the pharmacy for the items she had forgotten.
Back at the underground parking lot, Shen Aili had been waiting for a long time, her face dark as she reprimanded her, "Yan Shuirou, do you really see yourself as the Young Madam? I asked you to buy some things, and you took this long. Are you deliberately making me wait?"
"Aunt, you've misunderstood."
