Chen Shaojie bought a lot of things. Shi Yu had her own income, so she didn't hesitate to accept them.
She received them calmly, "Mr. Chen, you've gone out of your way."
Usually articulate, Chen Shaojie was now very nervous, waving his hand, "It's no trouble."
Then he didn't know what to say anymore.
Shen Qingqing's gaze wandered between the two of them, carrying a scrutinizing air.
Chen Shaojie's face was full of bashfulness, his ears so red they seemed about to bleed.
Shi Yu felt a bit uneasy, but was more curious about Chen Shaojie, subtly observing him.
It seemed that her first impression was quite good.
If they really could end up together, it would be a good thing, and Shen Qingqing felt quite pleased.
She teased Chen Shaojie with a smile, "In such cold weather, you let a female comrade carry heavy things. Shi Yu's hands are all red from the cold."
Chen Shaojie was quick to respond and hurriedly went to take the things from Shi Yu's hands.
