Jiang Yi lived alone in the UK for three years and had encountered all sorts of people, from those racially prejudiced to substance abusers.
But none were as baffling as the one she was dealing with now, leaving her speechless.
Yang Liu watched on anxiously from the side.
Jiang Yi could tell that Yang Liu must have been bullied by Wen Ruofei often.
Seeing this, Jiang Yi decided not to argue with her, confident that she had a way to get her cabinet back.
Jiang Yi's family lived in the city, so she didn't bring many cosmetics; she had used a small organizer on her desk to store books and had casually placed it on the table.
Yang Liu picked up a bottle of perfume from it, sniffed it, and exclaimed, "Wow, this smells so good, it must be expensive, right?"
Jiang Yi never paid much attention to these things and said offhandedly, "If you like it, you can have it."
Yang Liu's eyes widened in disbelief, "Really, for real? But..."
"It's okay."
