"How would I know what trinket to get you—go play!" he frowned, not even lifting his head.
That day, she walked away disheartened, feeling very unhappy.
Shen Chi held the dress, a sense of helplessness spreading through him.
He hadn't expected her to remember so well; the casual remark he made, she still kept in mind.
"Mumu, it's my fault, don't be angry with me anymore. Take it, go try it on," he apologized to her.
"If it's nothing important, you should just go home. I won't accept it. The clothes and shoes, I know they're expensive."
Shen Chi's temper also flared up, and he grabbed her hand, very dissatisfied, "If I ask you to try, you try. What's with all the nonsense! Don't just stand there, take off your clothes!"
"I don't want to!" Xu Chaomu was stubborn.
"Don't want to? Fine, I'll take them off for you!"
Shen Chi was a man of his word, very domineering. Xu Chaomu had really annoyed him; why all the nonsense.
