Lu Xingzhi wasn't sure about this, but she could feel Huo Jincheng's care for her.
Next door, Huo Jincheng was in an exceptionally good mood.
Although he said he didn't need Lu Xingzhi to give him gifts, he wore the bead string she gave him and looked at it for a long time.
He even narcissistically took a photo of it. After all, it was the first gift Lu Xingzhi had given him.
He felt that just he knowing wasn't enough; others had to know as well.
Then, he took a photo and posted it in a group chat with a few friends.
[A gift from my Zhi Zhi.]
After sending this message, he followed up with another one.
[She hopes I can have a lifetime of peace and health.]
Soon, WeChat pinged several times.
The first one was from Qin Shihuai, [Whoa! Jincheng, I just found out today, you're quite the show-off. Isn't it just a little gift from Little Zhi Liao? Is it necessary? It's like no one else has ever received a gift.]
Mo Jinyan: [+1]
