"Xia Wan, why are you giving me such an expensive notebook? I can't accept it." Liu Hua pushed the notebook back at Xia Wan.
Xia Wan smiled. "You came with me to buy stationery. This is what you deserve. I've never really been calculative with those I adore. Besides, I earned a bit during the holidays and used the fruits of my labor to gift my friends with gifts. I feel very proud.
"If you feel embarrassed, you can buy something for me when you work and earn in the future." Zhou Chen's expression darkened. He felt that Xia Wan was humiliating him.
In the past, Xia Wan would spend all her money on him, but all he did was take it for granted.
Now, Xia Wan had become richer, so rich she could even afford such an expensive notebook. However, instead of giving it to him, she gave it to a poor village girl.
