Fu Zhuo pondered for a whole day. In his spare time, he returned to the villa and saw Ye Xingguang scribbling something on the table.
Fu Zhuo walked straight over and handed Ye Xingguang a membership card.
“What kind of card is this?” Ye Xingguang asked curiously.
Fu Zhuo cleared his throat: “This is a Z city international airport duty-free shop consumer card, Miss Ye. You should take advantage of the afternoon to browse the duty-free shop and buy a birthday present for Mr. Qian. There’s plenty of money on it. Oh right, next weekend is Mr. Qian’s birthday.”
After accepting the consumer card, Ye Xingguang pursed her lips: “Why should I buy a birthday gift for Ye Jun Qian?”
That big malignant tumor, just thinking about him annoys me!
Last night she kindly helped him, but he was ungrateful. Today he arranged an interview for her and responded with a cold demeanor and a bad attitude. Why would she have to buy him a birthday gift? She’s not that cheap. Why would she be so eager to ingratiate herself with him?
Fu Zhuo responded matter-of-factly: “Didn’t you read the ‘Rules of Living During an Official Relationship’? Important festivals or birthdays require you to prepare gifts for your partner. It’s not your money being spent, I’ve given you the card, just go and buy something.”
Fu Zhuo knew that Miss Ye had just graduated and probably didn’t have a lot of money.
Ye Xingguang made a helpless face: “Alright.”
“I’ll arrange a car to take you there.”
“Oh, thank you,” Ye Xingguang responded insincerely.
After arranging the car, Fu Zhuo hurried back to the venue, approached Ye Jun Qian and tentatively said: “Mr. Qian, Miss Ye just mentioned that she wanted to go to the duty-free shop to buy you a birthday present, so I arranged a car for her.’
Ye Jun Qian almost couldn’t control his aloof expression, he paused before asking: “What did you say?”
Fu Zhuo didn’t want to miss any of Mr. Qian’s reactions. Xiao Yun said Mr.
Qian liked Miss Ye, so he arranged everything carefully. He didn’t expect Mr. Qian’s aloofness to give way to a subtle smile that he couldn’t quite hide.
Because there was a serious atmosphere in the venue, Ye Jun Qian made a fist and held it against his lips to suppress his smile.
After holding back for a moment, he finally said in a serious tone: “Why buy a gift? I don’t even like celebrating my birthday. That girl thinks too much.”
Fu Zhuo was shocked at heart but agreed outwardly: “A man of your status, fame, and wealth like you, of course Miss Ye would hold tightly onto. How can a day as important as this not be marked? Just now, Miss Ye told me not to tell you this. She wants it to be a surprise for you.”
Ye Jun Qian’s arrogant face was filled with a beautiful expression. He waved his hand, making an impatient expression: “Alright, I understand. I will pretend I do not know.”
Then, he lazily leaned back in his sofa, stretched out his long legs, and continued to listen to the other people’s presentations on stage.
After listening for less than three minutes, he suddenly covered his mouth with his hand.
Fu Zhuo, who was sitting diagonally from Ye Jun Qian, unexpectedly caught a glimpse of Mr. Qian’s hidden smirk. Is that an upward curve on his lips? Is he trying to hide a laugh?
Forcefully rubbing his eyes, Fu Zhuo wondered if his sight deceived him or not.
Could it be that Mr. Qian has really fallen for Miss Ye?
Fu Zhuo suddenly recalled the day by the school gate when it was pouring rain yet Mr. Qian unexpectedly got off the car and slammed the car door just to utter three words: to pick up a shoe!
But he didn’t get the point at the time. Only now did he understand: it was because he said that the country had given Miss Ye to Mr. Qian, implying that Mr. Yuan had deigned to pick up an old shoe!
Oh my god, he seemed to have discovered a big secret. Mr.. Qian wants to pick up this shoe!