Xie Yinxiang was stunned. "Young Marquis Jiang, what do you mean by this? I can't afford to compensate you for your clothes."
When Jiang Xiaoran heard this, he laughed loudly. "Compensate? I have plenty of clothes. I'm not that tasteless to ask for compensation from a woman. You can just wear it!
"Otherwise, if you walk on the streets in disheveled clothes, not only will it be embarrassing, but you'll also be the one suffering. I'll give you the clothing."
Xie Yinxiang pursed her lips and pulled the clothing tightly around her with her elegant fingers.
She still said in a soft voice, "Thank you."
Jiang Xiaoran followed beside her. "What are you thanking me for? You're the little princess's friend, so you're also my friend.
"My relationship with Siming isn't just good. Moreover, the two of us are considered to have been through life and death together as well. Don't you think so?"
Xie Yinxiang's lips moved but she didn't say anything.
