He Qianhui knew that, based on Zhang Hao's understanding of her,
he might pick a nice shirt or pair of shoes for her.
But as for jewelry and handbags, which he had never bought before, someone would need to help him to meet her taste.
"Was it Nurse Lin or that granddaughter of your master?"
Zhang Hao frantically waved his hand, "These two people and I are just ordinary colleagues now."
"To be precise, she's actually a chief nurse. You know, her husband wasn't doing too well in that department,"
"I used to help her out, and now her husband has recovered well, and their marital relationship is very harmonious."
"So, I just took the opportunity to talk to her when she wasn't busy at work, and you two seem to be about the same age."
Thinking that the item wasn't chosen by Nurse Lin or that Miss Qin,
He Qianhui actually found it rather nice-looking.
She's a woman, too, and cannot help but feel a twinge of jealousy.
