Inside the gold shop.
'Am I your gift?' Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning felt absurd yet flattered.
In his heart, for the town boy who came alone to the city to study in his previous life, the gentle and kind Mr. Guo was nothing short of a gift in his life.
Jiang Ning slowly said, "It's not the same thing, I'm fetching the gold brick for you, and now it's yours..."
Guo Ran was about to explain that the gold earrings were too precious, usually given at weddings.
But then she saw Jiang Ning gently put a finger to his lips, half-smiling: "Teacher, I remember you once said that you least liked those who kept refusing each other's offers."
Guo Ran was speechless.
"Hello, sir, would you like it packaged?" The saleswoman asked.
"No need." Jiang Ning received the Butterfly Tassel earrings. With a twist of his wrist, a wet tissue appeared in his hand, and he carefully wiped them twice.
Guo Ran stared at his focused profile, for some reason feeling he was exceptionally elegant.
