Upon securing the "incriminating evidence," Shen Qingcong finally felt a sense of relief.
She glanced upwards and noticed a red gift box on her bedside table, with a message from Xiao Chifeng on it.
She picked up the note, and the first thing she noticed was his bold, forceful handwriting.
"Congcong, I have an urgent matter to attend to in Capital City. Kan Jun will take care of you in my absence. If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask him. If you want to go home, have him arrange for someone to take you. I will catch up with you!"
His words, each stroke as sharp as an iron hook, encapsulated his masculine toughness, grandeur, and dominance, just like him.
Shen Qingcong put down the note and opened the red gift box.
The gift box was quite large; inside was a light purple chiffon dress. It was ladylike, exquisite, and so beautiful that she couldn't put it down.
Xiao Chifeng indeed knew her preferences and taste. The gifts he chose for her always pleased her heart.
