Yu Jingrong walked into the garden, spotting Huang Xiaoting in her casual wear from afar, standing on the other side of the fence, smiling at her. She walked over, smiling back, "Hello."
"Why so formal, we are old classmates, could you be little more casual," Huang Xiaoting said coyly, and then handed her the thing she was holding, "This, it's for you."
"Huh?" Yu Jingrong was shocked, looking at the box in her hand. It was an ivory white gift box, intricately wrapped. She laughed somewhat awkwardly: "Why are you being so courteous, surely this isn't necessary…"
"Don't say that. It's been a while since we last met, to reunite like this is really fate. I already consider you a close friend. If you don't accept it, it means you look down on me." Huang Xiaoting pursed her lips, puffed up her cheeks, looking slightly hurt as she looked at Yu Jingrong.
This left Yu Jingrong with no choice but to accept.
