The only valuable things I own are a few dresses.
Yan Jili lowered his gaze.
Seeing her today, I noticed she was wearing a skirt that barely covered her mid-thighs.
A French-style sleeveless princess dress with a round neck, featuring an apricot floral print, and white lace trim on the collar and pleated hem.
The waist is cinched with a wide belt in the same color scheme, tied into a large bow on the side.
It looks very expensive.
She is also very charming.
He had to admit that the dress was very pretty.
She's prettier.
But……
"You only have skirts this short?" he asked, frowning.
Shen Zhiyi pouted.
The light in his eyes seemed to be shimmering again.
“What I mean is…” Yan Jili subconsciously took out a card from his wallet, “to buy a few more items.”
"Buy some longer ones."
The tears welling up in Shen Zhiyi's eyes vanished instantly.
"Then I'll go shopping tomorrow."
She took the card, looked it over, and confirmed, "No password, right?"
"Hmm." Yan Jili glanced at her tired face again.
"Nothing much to do today, you should go to bed early."
"You don't need to worry about the Shen family's lawsuit." He recalled all the thorough preparations he had made and knew he would definitely win.
"However, it won't be easy for your parents to pick up this business again."
Shen Zhiyi nodded.
"I know."
“My mother told me that although they are in another city now, my grandmother will help them get a foothold.”
This is something she gave to the Shen family; it's even more precious than the bride price.
Yan Jili looked at her bewildered yet obedient appearance.
My heart suddenly softened.
The previously hard jawline has unconsciously softened a bit.
So, you can be happier.
"You don't need to cry all the time."
He was already convinced.
He disliked her tears.
That's something that would upset him and affect his work.
"Who's been crying all day?" Shen Zhiyi glared at him, then jumped up. "I'm going to sleep."
Yan Jili watched her retreating figure and shook his head helplessly.
Night falls.
The cicadas' chirping faded, and the moonlight grew slightly cool.
Yan Jili had just finished all his work, taken a shower, and lay down on the bed when there was a knock on the door.
"Go in," he said calmly.
Shen Zhiyi pushed open the door and came in, hugging a soft pillow, looking at him with a pitiful expression.
Right now, I have two dark circles under my eyes that are even heavier than they were this morning.
“Yan Jili…” she said, frowning. “The bed in the guest room is so hard, I really can’t stand it.”
"I want to sleep with you."
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