"Knock knock—" Chen Zhi gently tapped on the door twice, and the man came back to his senses, a flash of joy passing through his eyes when he saw it was her.
"You're here, I thought you wouldn't come today," he said.
Chen Zhi walked over, feeling very apologetic, "Sorry, I was held up by some things."
She placed the fruit on the table and, presenting the bag like a treasure, handed it to him, "Look, I bought several books. That should be enough for you to read for quite a long time, right?"
Chu Yan smiled as he took it, placing the bag on his lap and pulling out one of the books. He touched the hardcover and slowly opened a page.
"This is an original edition, it looks like I need to take good care of it," he laughed.
Hearing this, Chen Zhi teased him, "If I had bought a pirated version, would you not treasure it?"
"No," Chu Yan looked up, his eyes brightening, "I would still treasure it, because it was bought by you."
