Jing Ruian gazed at Li Qiao with burning eyes, his joy uncontrollable.
His eyebrows slightly drooped as he noticed the leather bag she was carrying in her hand and made small talk, "Miss Li, did you come to shop by yourself?"
"Mhm," Li Qiao responded blandly, her eyes glancing at the elevator numbers.
Unfazed by her indifference, Jing Ruian carefully observed the three separate packages in the leather bag and then said with a smile, "These are shirts from TA, a royal brand, Miss Li has good taste."
The question was, TA shirts were for men, whom had she bought them for?
Jing Ruian wanted to ask more, but he was afraid of being too abrupt.
Li Qiao followed his gaze to the leather bag and, shaking it slightly, spoke casually, "Not really, mainly because my boyfriend likes them."
That one sentence left Jing Ruian reeling.
She had a boyfriend? When did that happen?
