Hearing Jingjing force out an unwilling "thank you," the smile on Qin Yun's lips grew even brighter. "As long as you like it. I specifically asked Yuanyuan to prepare it. I'm going to praise Yuanyuan when we're back; she really is reliable."
Yuanyuan even cooperated by nodding along in delight. If the others didn't already know Qin Yun was doing it on purpose, they might actually have believed what she said.
Strangely enough, this time Jingjing didn't talk back, didn't explode. She just lowered her head in grievance, looking utterly miserable.
Only, the humility in her tone was practically overflowing. "How could I possibly not like something you gave me."
Qin Yun frowned. The people behind her also walked in, each handing over the gifts they'd bought for Jingjing. Jingjing thanked them all very sincerely.
When it came to Pei Yan, Jingjing looked at him with open expectation.
But Pei Yan's hands were empty. Noticing Jingjing's gaze, he glanced at Qin Yun. "I'm with Qin Yun."
