Ye Zi’an nodded upon hearing this.
Then Yang Chuxia added, "Since such a thing happened to your mother, who was once a young lady from a prominent family, it just shows that the Luo Family isn’t all that great either. And this Baili Yan is the legitimate grandson of your mother’s stepmother. Why should we give him anything to help him? We shouldn’t get involved in any of the imperial family’s affairs."
"Right, you’re right. We’ll just keep it for ourselves and pass it onto our children in the future," Ye Zi’an agreed.
Yang Chuxia snickered mischievously, "Exactly, since that stepmother treated your mother like that, we’re just going to take sothing from the Luo Family."
After saying this, both of them laughed like foxes without feeling the slightest guilt for what they had done.
"Oh, right Brother An, I have a gift for you!" Rembering her purpose, Yang Chuxia suddenly took out her purse.
She excitedly waved the purse in front of Ye Zi’an, still holding onto the string attached to it.
"Xiao’an? How about it, isn’t your sister’s craftsmanship good?"
Yang Chuxia started showing off, "You know what? This took a whole day and night to make. Every stitch on it was done by . You know what kind of hands these are? These are hands that make money, and now I’ve used them to embroider a purse! Plus, it took ruining one and a half attempts to finally make this successful one."
She then pointed at her eyes and continued, "Do you see, do you see? I even got dark circles under my eyes just to make this little thing."
Finally, she concluded, "Brother An, you’re really lucky, you know? To have a girl like embroidering a purse for you, you’d better carry it with you every day, okay? Especially when you see those flirty girls, make sure to look at this purse and think about how difficult it was for to embroider it back then. Each stitch, each fiber is filled with limitless affection. Ah, I’m such a sentintal person."
What should he do? He really wanted to laugh. That was Ye Zi’an’s inner monologue.
So, he did just that, a hearty laugh echoed from Ye Zi’an’s house to the ground below.
"Have you had enough laughter?"
Ye Zi’an couldn’t stop laughing, she had hardly ever seen him laugh so much.
But wasn’t it a bit too exaggerated? She was just rambling a few words, after all.
Finally, Ye Zi’an stopped laughing, took the purse from Yang Chuxia, and seriously said after fumbling with it for a while, "Hmm, it’s the first ti Xiaxia has given sothing she’s embroidered herself. I will surely treasure it. It seems I am indeed very fortunate."
"Of course!" Yang Chuxia confidently replied, "I’m such a lucky girl, you really hit the jackpot!"
"Pfft..." Ye Zi’an couldn’t help but laugh again.
"Xiaxia, you’re so cute!" Ye Zi’an couldn’t help but reach out and pinch Yang Chuxia’s nose. Unfortunately, Yang Chuxia didn’t understand the romantic gesture, and simply protested, "Stop pinching, if you collapse my nose, it’s on you."
Hearing this, Ye Zi’an pinched her nose again, "Well, it’s pretty sturdy. It won’t collapse!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia couldn’t help but giggle.
"Are you going to register at the school tomorrow or the day after?" Yang Chuxia asked again, "Why don’t you have to inform them in advance or pay a visit to the teacher beforehand?"
Ye Zi’an replied quietly, "Have you ever seen a Cultivated Talent going to take the exam for Cultivated Talent?" After pausing, he added, "I’m already familiar with the teacher at that school. He asked if I wanted to go to school back when my leg had just healed. Whenever I feel like going, I can just go directly."
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