"Ajie, what are you looking at?"
Lin Jie retracted his gaze, turned to An Kexin sitting beside him, smiled, and said, "I saw someone's back and it felt familiar. I thought it was an acquaintance, but I checked and it wasn't."
Lin Jie had already made a decision about this father; since there was no contact before, there wouldn't be any in the future either.
He didn't bother pondering why Xie Xiwen appeared in front of the apartment building and said, "Kexin, Xiaoxiao, Miaomiao, as the head of the household, during this festival, I have to show something."
"How about this: for the items you buy while shopping today, I'll reimburse three items each for you."
An Kexin chuckled softly, "Ajie, you're really perfunctory."
"If you were sincere, you should have prepared the New Year's gifts a few days ago."
Lin Jie had this old habit of not thinking about gifts.
