Xia Yi took out her gift, a watch that wasn't particularly valuable, and gave it to Ming Ci.
"This is the gift I prepared for our two-month anniversary."
Receiving the gift from his girlfriend made Ming Ci very happy. Although the watch looked cheap, the lovesick young master from a wealthy family didn't show any disdain. On the contrary, he accepted it joyfully.
Even in front of Xia Yi, he couldn't wait to take off his own expensive watch, worth tens of thousands, and put on the one Xia Yi gave him.
The naive young man said with a moved expression, "Thank you, Yiyi, I really like it."
Xia Yi smiled with pursed lips, "As long as you like it... So, where's my gift?"
She held out a hand in front of Ming Ci.
Tilting her head, she struck a pose of a coquettish girlfriend.
Ming Ci's smile froze on his face, "..."
He didn't even remember the so-called 'two-month anniversary', how could he remember to prepare a gift?
And of course, Xia Yi got angry.
