Just as Qin Xin was feeling a bit frustrated with the hoodie she was wearing.
Nalan Ye Jue, with a sweep of his long arm, conjured a delicate gift box from under the seat like a magic trick: "Is my little wife looking for this?"
Qin Xin was dumbfounded: "No, the gift box for Mrs. Nalan is in the back seat."
Nalan Ye Jue smiled with a hint of amusement: "Open it and see."
Qin Xin untied the ribbon, and as she opened it, a shade of pearl white tinged with a soft purple gleam flashed across.
Huh?
It's actually a little dress?
Pearl white contrasted with light purple, a small V-neck, lively yet dignified, a very youthful and elegant design, clearly not a gift for Mrs. Nalan, but for her.
Turns out the man knew all along that she didn't pay much attention to dressing up and had arranged a dress for her in advance.
Wow, how considerate!
Wait, why does this little dress look familiar?
Qin Xin unfolded the upper part of the dress and noticed the design seemed to be... hers?
