Xi Jiu noticed the skepticism in Assistant Mu's eyes, and silently hooked his lip.
What Ruan Munan's identity was, or the nature of their relationship, didn't matter to him. Even if Ruan Munan were an international fugitive, as long as Xi Jiu could protect the little girl, he would accept it all.
...
Assistant Mu left with a heart full of doubts.
In the spacious office, only Xi Jiu remained.
He tenderly placed the wrapped gift into the drawer that also contained a sunflower hair hoop and a blue watch, then spread open his palm, focusing intently on the small pink box Ruan Qi had given away in a lottery for her fans.
Xi Jiu reached for his phone and took a picture of the small pink box.
After taking the photo, he carefully opened the box.
Inside the box were a macaron-pink round metal tin and a small note.
The note was handwritten by Ruan Qi herself.
To the cutest Cotton Candy—From Ruan Qi's own hand.
Xi Jiu held the note for a long time, then gently opened the round tin—
