It's empty.
Xie Huaiyang keenly noticed the stiffness in her eyes, took a step forward, and unconsciously softened his voice.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Shen Zhiyi put down the bottle, composed herself, and said in her usual gentle tone, "It's just that this bottle of spices is used up, and the order is quite urgent."
Xie Huaiyang didn't say anything, but reached out and took the bottle, shook it, and could barely hear the liquid.
"What kind of spice is this?"
“Iris fat.” Shen Zhiyi lowered her eyes, a hint of anxiety flashing across her composed face.
This is the soul of the order she has.
If she can't find a fragrance she likes and can't complete the order, she will lose a lot of money.
But……
Even if she had figured out the fragrance, she would be in dire need of money right now. Where would she buy so many expensive materials?
Xie Huaiyang stared at the expression on her face, frowned, and speculated, "Are you short of money?"
Shen Zhiyi was stunned for a moment.
She hadn't expected that he could guess what she was thinking without her saying anything.
“I’ll do it…” Xie Huaiyang said subconsciously.
“No need.” Shen Zhiyi interrupted him, her voice gentle but firm, “Xie Huaiyang, I won’t use your money.”
Don't tell me they have no relationship whatsoever.
Even if they are truly a couple, she cannot take his money to pursue her own career.
What does that count for?
Shen Zhiyi lowered her eyelashes.
Actually... she's rich.
A lawyer contacted her when her parents were in a car accident.
He said that in addition to the money in the trust fund, his parents left her an extra huge inheritance, but she would not be able to claim it until she turned 25.
At 25, she has enough time to experience some of life's hardships, to understand the difficulty of earning money, and to know what should be cherished and what should be persisted in.
Her parents wanted her to learn how to manage money.
Instead of being controlled by money.
The lawyer advised not to tell anyone about the existence of this money.
If a blind girl who has lost both parents has a huge fortune, she will definitely attract many malicious people.
She can't trust anyone but herself.
She'll be 25 next year.
Over the years, she concealed her financial situation and, as her lawyer predicted, saw through the true colors of many people.
Even her uncle and aunt, whom she had once been grateful to, had changed their attitude.
In this world, she only trusts herself.
Seeing the determination on her face, Xie Huaiyang stroked the empty bottle in his hand and said, "I remember, Mingjie has a friend who owns a spice factory."
"Would you like me to help you set up a cable?"
"Let's all have a meal together and see if we can negotiate a cheaper purchase price from him."
Shen Zhiyi turned to him.
Just as he was about to speak, Xie Huaiyang suddenly placed the bottle on the table.
He grasped her shoulders, his arrogant brows and eyes like a silent, deep sea, gazing intently at her, and said earnestly, "Shen Zhiyi, I understand that you don't want my money."
"However, we must know how to make use of the resources around us."
"I'm just acting as a go-between. Whether you can close the deal or not depends on you, doesn't it?"
The air was silent for a moment.
Shen Zhiyi looked in his direction with some surprise.
She never imagined that one day she would receive such respect and comfort from Xie Huaiyang...
Her tightly pursed lips relaxed slightly, and she nodded almost imperceptibly.
"Okay, thank you."
Seeing that she had agreed, Xie Huaiyang felt a slight tension ease, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips. "Wait here, I'll go make the call right now."
Shen Zhiyi listened to his departing footsteps, feeling somewhat dazed.
He seems... quite different from the troublemaking playboy I remember.
When Xie Huaiyang returned after making the call and heard the hands-free voice coming from Shen Zhiyi's phone, his smile vanished instantly.
It was a gentle male voice.
"Zhiyi, the newly arrived vetiver is of very good quality. I'll send it to you tomorrow."
"Okay," Shen Zhiyi said with a slight smile, "Thank you for your trouble, senior."
"What trouble? Your business is my business," Wen Xiucheng said with a smile. "Don't be so polite in the future."
Shen Zhiyi softly hummed in agreement: "I still want to thank you."
She fiddled with the buttons and hung up the phone.
My fingertips were grasped by a large hand.
She was taken aback.
She heard Xie Huaiyang pinching her fingertips, his resentful voice ringing in her ears: "Who is this person?"
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