Chapter 688: Chapter 685: Joy for So, Sorrow for Others (3)
The naughtiest little box had landed right at Shang Feifei’s feet.
When it fell at first, Shang Feifei hadn’t seen what was inside the bag; she simply bent down, good-heartedly, and picked up the little box that had fallen by her feet.
Han Yifan had just started to say “wait,” but before he could finish his sentence, Shang Feifei saw the huge string of English words “dulex” written on it.
And damned if it wasn’t the spiral dotted version.
Looking around, she saw a whole bunch of colorful little “umbrellas” scattered at her feet…
Shang Feifei: “…”
...
Han Yifan: “…”
For a second or two, the air grew quieter.
A few seconds later, Shang Feifei’s face turned red as she shoved the thing into Han Yifan’s hand.
Han Yifan hurriedly explained, “This isn’t mine! I an, I bought it, but it’s not for !”
As he spoke, he also reached out to take the box, lightly brushing Shang Feifei’s fingers. Her fingers were soft and her fingertips slender. As they exchanged the box, he couldn’t help but caress the back of her hand with his fingers.
Shang Feifei: “…”
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Han Yifan: “…”
This ti, it was Han Yifan who reacted first. He quickly apologized, “Sorry, I didn’t an that, I…”
“Get away, get away!” Just then the elevator reached their floor. Shang Feifei, deviating from her usual cool deanor, jumped aside as if burned, her entire face a mix of anger and embarrassnt, completely flush.
Han Yifan wanted to say sothing, but he had to pick up all the little boxes on the ground first. By the ti he rushed out with his hands full, Shang Feifei had already bolted like smoke, dashing to her own door, swiping her card with lightning speed and slamming the door shut with a bang.
Han Yifan was on the verge of tears behind her. This really wasn’t for him! How could he buy so many for himself, it’s not like he could use them to blow up balloons!
If he had known, he would have gone downstairs earlier, bought the stuff sooner, and given it to Bo Yan earlier. Now everything he said was too late! So, don’t harm others because in the end you harm yourself. He originally thought he could outsmart Bo Yan, but everything backfired on him…
What would Shang Feifei think of him now? This lousy scumbag, lecher that he is, was clearly pursuing her yet had bought such a huge stash of little umbrellas! She wouldn’t possibly get involved with him, so with whom was he planning to use them?
Han Yifan truly had no way to explain himself. He couldn’t betray Bo Yan by saying that he bought them for Bo Yan and Xia Siyu! Now he was done for; even without that bespectacled guy in the picture, Shang Feifei wouldn’t accept him.
Still, Han Yifan ended up giving the bag of little umbrellas to their rightful owner, feeling incredibly aggrieved.
Bo Yan’s expression didn’t change. He could vaguely sense sothing from Han Yifan’s dejected look, but at that mont, he had no mind to worry about his brother’s affairs, offering a word of comfort: “I’ll help you tomorrow.”
Then he closed the door, continuing the story of “little mistress” and “young master” with Xia Siyu.
Han Yifan walked a few steps, then turned around, unwilling to give up. He went to Shang Feifei’s door, knocked, and said, “The thing just now was a misunderstanding, not mine. I’m sorry.”
Shang Feifei’s door didn’t budge, no one responded from inside. Han Yifan wanted to knock and explain, fearing to trouble her, afraid to implicate his brother Bo Yan. He could only vaguely explain again, “It really isn’t mine.”
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