"If there's nothing else, I'm going to leave now."
"Wait." Seeing her about to leave, Khan quickly spoke up.
Xiya had a calm expression on her face, "Is there anything else?"
Khan reached into his pocket and pulled out a small gift box, handing it to Xiya.
"This is for the baby, consider it a gift from me."
What he didn't say was that the necklace inside was specially designed for her, but he knew that if he said it was for her, she would definitely refuse to accept it.
Xiya lowered her gaze and glanced at the deep-blue velvet gift box. She looked at him and declined, "Thank you for your kindness, but it's not necessary."
Her refusal didn't surprise him. However, hearing her rejection with his own ears still made his heart sting.
He held the gift box tightly in his hand, a trace of hurt flashing in his face. "Xiya, you said we're still friends. Can't friends give gifts to each other?"
