The Billionaire's Hidden Affection-Chapter 232: Scarf 3_1

"Zhou Xiaoxuan called me today. She said she had something to tell me, but I refused to hear it. Xixi, if you ever hear anything unpleasant from Zhou Xiaoxuan, just ignore her. She has too much free time, and gossiping is how she kills it."

She chuckled. "Don’t worry, Xiaojue, I’ll definitely ignore her."

That night, Yan Xixi and Xu Xiaoya shopped at two large malls and visited three bridal shops. By the time they finally got into a cab to go home, their legs felt like they were about to fall off.

Xu Xiaoya, however, was still bubbling with excitement. "Xixi, I get to be your bridesmaid, right?"

"Of course. There were a few really nice dresses among the ones we saw today. I’ll come back with Xiaojue another day to look again, and then we’ll buy them, including your bridesmaid dress."

"Ha, then I’m really scoring! Xixi, what gift should I get you?"

"Don’t bother with gifts. Do we really need to exchange them between us?"

"No, I absolutely have to get you something. Xixi, I’m happier than anyone that you’re getting married. At least one of us has finally made it through. Seeing you like this gives me hope as well."

"Don’t rush. I’ve already told Xiaojue to help keep an eye out for suitable ’tall, rich, and handsome’ guys. I’ll look out for you at the company too, Xiaoya, don’t worry."

Xu Xiaoya chuckled. "Honestly, I haven’t been worried about that at all lately. The shop is so busy, business is booming, and when you see the money pouring in and piling up, you genuinely don’t have the mental space for other things. Xixi, why do you suppose it’s so strange?" 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"Is it really that strange? Money makes you brave, Xiaoya. In the past, we were so afraid of poverty, always hoping to change our fate through men. But now that we’re earning our own money and can afford our own homes and cars, we’re not so desperate anymore, are we?"

Xu Xiaoya nodded in profound agreement.

It was 11 p.m., but Yan Xixi wasn’t sleepy at all. She picked up her crochet hook. Seeing there was only a little left to do, she decided to put in some extra effort to finish the scarf. That way, she could give it to Xiaojue when he arrived the next morning.

Her phone chimed with a new message. "Miss, what are you doing?"

"I’m crocheting a scarf."

"Is it for me?"

"It’s for my boyfriend."

"A few days ago, you said you’d give me a gift, but you still haven’t."

"You said you weren’t interested in gifts."

"Well, now I’m interested. I want the scarf you’re crocheting right now."

Yan Xixi felt a bit troubled. A scarf wasn’t a big deal in itself, but why did he insist on *this specific* one? This was her very first attempt at crocheting one, and it was meant for Huang Xiaojue.

"How about this? I’ll crochet another one for you."

"No. I want this one. I don’t want any other."

Yan Xixi thought, This is strange. Can a gift recipient really strong-arm someone into giving a specific gift?

She asked curiously, "Why do you insist on this one? To be honest, this is my first attempt. It’s not very good-looking at all. Some parts are even lumpy and uneven. Can’t I crochet a prettier one for you once I get better at it?"

"I want it precisely because it’s the first one you’ve ever crocheted. I don’t want any other, no matter how beautiful it is."

"Hey, what’s with you? Fine, forget it. Take it or leave it."

"Miss, are you really unwilling to give it to me?"

"Absolutely not."

He was rendered speechless by her firm refusal.

He knew perfectly well it was the ’surprise’ she had meticulously crafted to give to Huang Xiaojue. How could she possibly be willing to give it to him instead?