Ouyang’s face darkened as he felt Bai Zhi was not giving him face, leaving him a bit frustrated.
Nan Xi seemed like such a cute little sister to him, with eyes that only had him in them—he was Nan Xi’s Xingxing.
But Bai Zhi, she always had to be contrary, stubbornly refusing to acknowledge anything. Refusing to admit she liked him, refusing to admit she wanted to help him—did she not see how obvious it was to everyone else with his good looks on display?
What was the point in being so obstinate, was she really waiting for him to beg her? That would never happen in this lifetime.
However, he still found Bai Zhi quite pleasing to the eye.
"Why are you acting , aren’t we friends? What’s wrong with me bringing you something?"
Bai Zhi’s mouth twitched, she’d seen narcissists but never one quite .
"Are you sick or something? Whether I want it or not is my business, can’t I just not want your stuff? If I don’t buy it, then I’ll just give it back to you, was it wrong for me to find your change?"
"Buy, of course, why wouldn’t I buy it? I’m just a bit upset that we should be friends. What do you think?"
Ouyang was really annoyed; why did Bai Zhi have to be so blunt? Even playing hard to get should have its limits, right?
If Bai Zhi knew what he was thinking, she would surely kick him away in a minute.
"Alright, alright, you can leave now, I’m busy."
Bai Zhi was outright shooing him away, this guy really was sick.
"I wanted to talk to you a bit more." He hadn’t even started yet, how could he...
"I don’t want to talk to you, can’t you take a hint and see that I don’t want you around?"
Bai Zhi’s face was dark, and she felt irritated. How could this person be so shameless?
Ouyang: "..." This person was at it again, retreating in order to advance.
"Well, I’ll be going then, we can have a good chat when I come back. Keep the things, you can consider it a thank you from me." After saying that, Ouyang turned and left before Bai Zhi could even think to throw them at him.
Bai Zhi glanced at the gifts, a durian and a box of milk.
Not long after Ouyang left, Han Feng came by.
"Xingxing, I’m here. What’s this?"
Han Feng’s gaze fell on the durian, and he looked deeply into it. He had seen and tasted durian in Imperial City.
It’s just that they didn’t have it here, as it was inland and durian in the winter was all from abroad.
Where did it come from?
"It’s durian, from Ouyang, who said it was to thank me. Brother Han Feng, wait here for a moment, I’ll get you something."
Bai Zhi brought out a parcel containing food she had prepared for Han Feng.
"Take it to eat on the way, there are also some fried chestnuts."
Han Feng took the parcel, opened it immediately, and took out some chestnuts, nodding continuously as he ate.
"This is the taste I remember, thank you Xingxing, I’ll take them now, and happy New Year."
Han Feng repacked the parcel and took out a box. He looked at Bai Zhi tenderly and handed it to her.
Bai Zhi took it, somewhat puzzled.
"Xingxing, happy New Year, open it after I leave."
Han Feng reached out and ruffled Bai Zhi’s hair, gazing at Xingxing in front of him, his eyes involuntarily softening a lot—he really wished he could spend the New Year right there.
"Sure. Happy New Year."
Even though he was reluctant to leave, Han Feng still left with the parcel.
When Han Feng was out of sight, Bai Zhi opened the box to find several red envelopes and a note.
"Xingxing, in the past your dad would share his New Year’s money with me. Now, can I give you New Year’s money? This is my salary."
There were a total of ten red envelopes, each containing twelve dollars.