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Having said that, Bai Lu looked expectantly at Zhang Xianxian.
There was no need to even consider it—Zhang Xianxian would definitely love the gift she had prepared.
Even though cherries weren't very expensive.
But it's the thought that counts.
Love it?
Zhang Xianxian was lucky she didn't die of anger!
This Bai Lu was truly disgusting.
It was deliberate.
For sure, Bai Lu did it on purpose.
Zhang Xianxian took a deep breath, then turned to Bai Lu, "Madam Lu, I apologize, I'm not feeling well, so I'm going upstairs to rest."
Bai Lu was stunned for a moment, not expecting this reaction from Zhang Xianxian.
Could it be that Zhang Xianxian didn't like the gift she brought?
No.
Zhang Xianxian wasn't that materialistic.
She must be truly feeling unwell, which is why she's in such a hurry to go upstairs and rest.
Thinking this, Bai Lu relaxed and stood up, "Okay, Xianxian, you'd better go upstairs and rest."
Zhang Xianxian turned and left.
