Situ Xuan clearly understands too. He didn't say much to him, just brought up his shopping bag: "Take this back."
"How can that be? We bought it and brought it over as a gift for you. If the size doesn't fit, your assistant can take the receipt and help you exchange it." The more Yu Zexiao spoke to him like this, the more Situ Xuan felt a furious impulse. Especially after being tormented by him in the past few days. He wanted to see Jian Anning but didn't want to see Yu Zexiao. Yet ironically, he was not feeling well and couldn't compete with him. Every time he saw Yu Zexiao stirring things up, he was tormented by a violent urge to hit him.
He's been holding onto his anger for days, especially seeing Yu Zexiao constantly preventing Jian Anning from speaking and buying such bizarre things for him time and again. He had no idea what Yu Zexiao, the bastard, was thinking.
"Take it back, I don't want it!"
