Mu Xiaocheng then realized that Ji Huaishen was afraid she would be bumped into.
I didn't expect Mr. Ji to be so thoughtful.
"I'm fine, thank you."
Mu Xiaocheng lowered her eyes and looked at the two people's hands.
Ji Huaishen's long, beautiful hand was holding hers, and suddenly, a strange feeling arose within her.
The signal travels rapidly from the fingertips to the brain, spreading to every cell in the body.
Mu Xiaocheng blushed.
Fortunately, she was wearing makeup, so her blushing wasn't easily noticeable.
Her upper body stiffened, and she instinctively tried to pull her hand back.
Although she didn't feel any aversion towards the other person, she still felt something was off.
The strange feeling in her heart seemed to be controlling her, making her unlike herself.
She hated this feeling.
Unexpectedly, Ji Huaishen suddenly let go of her hand.
"I'm sorry." His voice was very soft, revealing no emotion.
Mu Xiaocheng shook her head and smiled casually, "I should be thanking you."
Ji Huaishen lowered his eyes, his gaze dimming.
She was still somewhat repulsed by him.
"Let's go pick out a gift."
His voice remained cold and indifferent. After speaking, he took the lead and walked ahead alone.
For some reason, Mu Xiaocheng felt that Ji Huaishen seemed to be angry.
But she had no idea why he was angry.
She bit her lip, not thinking too much about it, and quickly followed after him.
Mu Xiaocheng followed Ji Huaishen to an antique shop.
The antique shop wasn't big, but many of the items inside looked quite nice.
Mu Xiaocheng didn't understand these things, so she could only obediently follow behind Ji Huaishen.
At this moment, the antique shop manager strode out, bowing and scraping to Ji Huaishen, and said, "Mr. Ji, Mrs. Ji, what would you like to pick out?"
Mu Xiaocheng looked at the bald manager in surprise. This manager actually knew her and Ji Huaishen?!
And they even knew she was "Mrs. Ji"?
Ji Huaishen didn't react much, and said in a cold voice, "Did you find what I asked you to find?"
"The items you requested have been transferred from the head office. Would you like them now?"
The manager asked cautiously.
Ji Huaishen nodded: "Wrap it up."
"Yes." The manager immediately nodded respectfully and went to get the things.
Mu Xiaocheng was curious about what Ji Huaishen had bought, so she stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "What did you ask them to find?"
Ji Huaishen glanced at her sideways and said calmly, "You'll find out tomorrow."
Mu Xiaocheng nodded. Although he said that, she was still very curious.
However, seeing Ji Huaishen's indifferent expression, she really didn't dare to talk to him anymore.
If you accidentally say something wrong and upset him, the consequences could be unpredictable.
Ji Huaishen saw that Mu Xiaocheng was pursing her lips and not speaking, looking listless, as if she had been bullied.
He bent down slightly and said softly, "Didn't you say your grandfather liked to practice calligraphy? I had someone find him a copy of Yan Zhenqing's 'Inscription on the Painting of Dongfang Shuo'."
Although Mu Xiaocheng doesn't understand calligraphy or antiques, she still knows the name Yan Zhenqing, also known as Yan Lugong.
Ji Huaishen's gift to us was something so precious?
As far as she knows, many original works by great calligraphers are now very difficult to buy even if you have the money.
Isn't Ji Huaishen being a bit too extravagant?
"This is too expensive, how about we choose a different gift?"
Even if Ji Huaishen were willing to give such a gift, they would be too embarrassed to accept it.
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