Qiao Dayong got off the bed. He could now support himself to get out of bed and walk slowly. He then picked up a piece of clothing from the side and put it on.
"I'll take you somewhere."
"Where are you going instead of lying down properly?" Lingyin said, taking the wooden hairpin from his hand and inserting it into her hair.
“It’s not far, I can walk, listen to me.”
Lingyin hesitated for a moment, then reached out and helped Dayong.
Her face flushed with embarrassment at their first encounter with a man, and Qiao Dayong's face also broke into a blush, making him appear somewhat awkward.
"Where are you going? It's not time to leave the clinic yet. You might have to wait another two days," Dr. Chen said hurriedly.
"Doctor, we'll just go to the shop next door and be right back," Qiao Dayong said.
"Then you should follow him quickly and be wary of that bad boy," Doctor Chen said to his servant.
Stepping out of the restaurant, looking at the sunshine that filled the sky and feeling the autumn breeze on his face, Qiao Dayong felt as if he had been reborn.
As he rolled down the hillside, he was prepared that he would never come back.
Being able to escape with my life and see my family and loved ones again is a blessing.
"That bowl of porridge was accidentally spilled. I'll bring you another one tomorrow," Lingyin said regretfully.
Qiao Dayong also saw the porridge that had been spilled on the ground. It was mostly filled with minced meat and sprinkled with chopped green onions. It must be delicious.
Most importantly, this was sent by Lingyin.
Damn Song Ruier, he wished he could tear that kid to pieces.
"Did you bring this from home?"
"Yeah, otherwise, every porridge vendor would put this much meat in it."
Qiao Dayong felt a warmth in his heart and couldn't help but put his hand on her hand that was supporting his arm.
In the two days since he fell into a coma, he could feel her presence, and he knew that she also had feelings for him.
His father also told him that the two families had arranged this marriage—
Since that's the case, there's no need to hide it.
The moment their hands touched, their cheeks flushed, and a sweet, warm feeling melted in their hearts, like cotton candy about to take flight—an indescribable bliss.
Qiao Dayong entered the jewelry store next door, and the owner greeted him: "What would you two like to buy?"
"Boss, I'd like to pick out a silver hairpin that would suit her."
"Alright, my shop has a lot of hairpins for young girls. Look at this whole row of shelves, they're all there. You two can pick whatever you like."
Upon hearing this, Lingyin quickly shook her head: "No, silver hairpins are not cheap, how can I let you spend money? I have hairpins, and more than just this one."
“I have money on hand and I don’t usually have any expenses. I’ve been thinking about what to buy you sometime. Your hairpin is too old. Listen to me, pick a new one,” Dayong said firmly.
“But you’re spending so much money without telling your family. Isn’t that a bit much? It would be fine if it were just small snacks or toys.” Lingyin still disagreed.
Da Yong laughed: "Don't worry, this is my money. Grandma always gives us grandchildren pocket money from time to time, and it's accumulated quite a bit. If I want to buy something, the family won't ask me anything."
He looked at Lingyin and said, "This is my heartfelt wish. You really don't intend to accept it?"
Those eyes held a deep and unwavering affection, as if it would never change in this lifetime.
Lingyin's heart pounded.
She realized that this was a token of love from Da Yong.
"I want it."
Both sets of parents were willing, the marriage was arranged, and Dayong must have known about it.
In other words, he was her fiancé.
Why be so polite with your future husband?
She chose one according to her preferred style, which cost exactly one tael of silver.
After paying the bill, Da Yong slipped a few more pieces of silver into her hand, bringing the total to about five hundred coins.
"Take these and see what you want to buy."
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