Chapter 81 - Chapter 81: Favorite things

"Do you have any favorite things?"

Liang Yunsheng's heart began beating faster. She was like a little fan who had sent a private message to her, hoping for a response. She waited anxiously. Would he really reply to her?

Yin Qianchen didn't hesitate. "No," he answered simply.

She had originally wanted to find out what Yin Qianchen liked and prepare gifts for him based off of that. However, Liang Yunsheng didn't expect that she would get such an answer.

It made sense, though. He didn't have any feelings. In terms of material things, he probably didn't have any needs. Most of the things that he liked were things that he wanted but couldn't get.

Liang Yunsheng pursed her lips and didn't speak anymore. She was only bored and didn't have any worries. All she knew was to revolve around them all day.

After returning home, Liang Yunsheng had a full stomach and took a nap. When she woke up again, it was already afternoon, and Yin Qianchen had left.

Liang Yunsheng thought about it and asked You Siyue to go out to buy a gift.

"So, you're buying a gift for Iceberg Face. Why did you ask me to come?" You Siyue was obviously not happy.

"You're also a boy. I asked you to be my reference."

"A man!" You Siyue emphasized.

"Huh?" Liang Yunsheng blinked in confusion.

"I said, I'm a man!" You Siyue corrected Liang Yunsheng seriously.

Liang Yunsheng paused for a moment. She couldn't help but laugh out loud. Correcting whether she was talking about a boy or a man was a childish move!

Although You Siyue was upset, he was very happy to meet up with Liang Yunsheng. He didn't care whether she was buying a gift for Yin Qianchen or not.

"It's just that I have never heard of Yin Qianchen having any birthday habits. If he did, wouldn't there be a lot of people fawning over him?"

"Is that so?" Liang Yunsheng was confused for a moment. She could only attribute that to Yin Qianchen's cold personality. He didn't have much of a relationship with people.

After thinking about it, Liang Yunsheng made her own decision. She wanted to make a set of soft clay dolls with her own hands. She had a foundation in art, so she'd be capable. She tried it out in the shop that sold clay and pinched a little hedgehog and a little rabbit. You Siyue shouted that it was too cute and then snatched it over.

The two of them were laughing and joking when a girl suddenly barged into the shop. She grabbed the red clay in the shop and smashed it on the ground while muttering, "red, dead, red, dead."

You Siyue subconsciously protected Liang Yunsheng. In a moment, a few security guards came and subdued the girl, pressing her to the ground. Looking at her like this, they wanted to reach out and hit her.

"Hey! Let's not do this. I think she's a patient. Since she didn't hurt anyone, why don't we call the police first?" Liang Yunsheng called out to them. The girl was small and would definitely be at a disadvantage. Moreover, not only was she clean, but she also wore a brand, so she was probably not homeless.

"Yeah, she's quite pitiful," You Siyue echoed.

"Zhaozhao! Are you okay?" A tall man said, rushing in. He didn't look at anyone but took out a stack of banknotes and threw them on the counter. "This is compensation."

He didn't even raise his head to look at the person next to him. He hugged the girl's shoulder and hurried out.

The interlude didn't affect the interest of the two of them. Liang Yunsheng was in a hurry to go home after getting the design and the soft pottery production tools, ready to show off her skills.

"Miss Yunsheng, where did you go?" Hao Cheng asked as he looked at Liang Yunsheng.

If the soft pottery was to be baked, it had to be carefully placed. Hao Cheng, who knew the family like the back of his hand, probably couldn't hide it from her. Moreover, if she told him, he might be able to come up with ideas.

"This is a birthday present for Yin Qianchen. I want to give him a surprise," Liang Yunsheng said with a smile.

"Birthday present..." Hao Cheng's smile suddenly froze on his face, and his expression became strange.

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