Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
An Zhixin held up the plate in her hands and said, “I made a cake and wanted to bring it over for you guys to taste to see if you’d like it. Oh, and what flavors do you like? I can make another in a flavor you prefer the next time I do.”
Seeing her enthusiasm, Mu Xiaoxiao felt obliged to take the cake.
When she took the plate in her hands, the aroma of butter wafted over. Coincidentally, this cake was a strawberry-flavored one.
Mu Xiaoxiao’s face froze for a moment.
How did she know that she liked strawberries?
This was really coincidental.
Or could it be that… Yin Shaojie had told her?
Mu Xiaoxiao laughed bitterly to herself.
What was wrong with her; how could she jump to such wild conclusions!
Mu Xiaoxiao nodded at An Zhixin and said, “Thanks. I like this flavor. I didn’t expect you to make this.”
An Zhixin touched her nose in embarrassment as she said, “I like to eat dessert, but it’s too expensive to buy them from the shops. That’s why I like to buy my own ingredients to make them; I not only save money but also…”
But can also sell them to her classmates and earn a little pocket money.
She was a little ashamed to admit this to Mu Xiaoxiao, for she felt like this was an embarrassing thing.
Mu Xiaoxiao indicated for her to come in before walking over to the fridge with the plate in hand.
“Are you good at cooking then?” Mu Xiaoxiao asked offhandedly.
“I’m average, I guess. I’m the one who cooks at home, so I learned gradually like that. Oh yeah! I can come and cook for you next time; how about that?” An Zhixin said suddenly. She was beaming widely as though she had just found a way to repay them.
Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned momentarily. She had a feeling that she was about to shoot herself in her foot.
However, she couldn’t reject her at this juncture, could she?
Mu Xiaoxiao put the cake into the fridge before turning around. She was contemplating on how to reject her when her gaze fell onto An Zhixin’s clothes.
These clothes… Why did they look so familiar?
She hadn’t noticed it when she was standing at the door, but she did now.
An Zhixin was wearing a black dress. The sleeves and collar were ringed with some lace, looking really chic. The fabric looked like it came from a designer brand too.
Mu Xiaoxiao mulled this over. An Zhixin couldn’t afford such clothing with her family background, could she?
She recalled the day she had met An Zhixin. She had been wearing cheap clothes made from bad-quality fabric.
Before Mu Xiaoxiao could open her mouth to ask, An Zhixin had noticed her gaze. She looked down at her own clothes and smiled a little awkwardly. “This was purchased by Shaojie for me. I… didn’t have proper clothes to wear.”
Her words confirmed Mu Xiaoxiao’s guess, and she paled.
It was alright if Yin Shaojie had bought clothes for An Zhixin.
However, why did this dress look like one of the pieces from that pile of black-lace clothing that he had bought for her?
Even thought Mu Xiaoxiao had told him that she didn’t like the black-lace clothing he had chosen, that jerk, Yin Shaojie, had still bought them all and sent them over.
Mu Xiaoxiao ignored him, of course, and dumped all the clothes in the cloakroom and never touched them again.
It was unexpected to see this familiar dress on An Zhixin today.
After she sent An Zhixin off, Mu Xiaoxiao entered the cloakroom and pulled open the last wardrobe. That was where she had thrown all the black-lace clothing in.