Nan Xi smiled slyly, just like Lin Nianchu had done a moment ago, "I won't say now, I need to keep it a secret."
The suit was packed, beautifully boxed in a gift presentation.
As Nan Xi headed to pay the bill with the receipt, Lin Nianchu's brows were tightly furrowed. She felt a bit shaken; she had loved the suit at first sight.
Huo Siyan, always so prim and proper, usually only wore black suits. If he wore this blue suit, he would definitely look extraordinarily charismatic and cool, and not so stern and old-fashioned.
But under what guise and pretext should she give it to him?
Lin Nianchu bit her lip, hesitating in the end.
Nan Xi had already paid the bill and stepped out of the store. Handing the suit gift box to Lin Nianchu, she said, "Borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha, I spent Lu Jianshen's money to buy this for you."
"For me?" Lin Nianchu was naturally surprised.
