TISMML Chapter 98.1

“Miss, the neighbors have sent something over again.”

Uncle Zhao held the gift box in his hands, somewhat helplessly.

To be honest, he was not young anymore and considered himself to have seen a lot of things, but he really couldn’t understand the relationship between Nan Yu and Fei Yizheng.

The two houses are so close. You’ve been stabbed in the chest, so why aren’t you resting in bed?

Why do you have to come over every day in a wheelchair to deliver gifts?

And now that you are here, why don’t you even come in!

It seems like you’re just a tool for delivering gifts!

These young people nowadays…

Uncle Zhao shook his head.

“Okay, Uncle Zhao, you can just put it aside.”

Nan Yu didn’t even look up, continuing to immerse herself in the movie, seemingly completely unconcerned about what was being delivered.

—Miss is strange too!

Uncle Zhao put the gift down and silently left, neither refusing nor saying anything. Even he couldn’t figure out what Nan Yu was thinking.

Hearing the door close, Nan Yu didn’t immediately look up. She waited until she finished watching a climactic scene in the movie before pausing it and then casually glanced at the gifts on the table.

Judging by the packaging, what luxury item was it today?

Fei Yizheng had been doing this for almost half a month, delivering gifts every morning at eight o’clock sharp.

Because of Fei Yizheng’s injury, Fei Yunjin’s classes were also suspended. However, the little guy would go to Fei Yizheng’s villa every two or three days to get a few ‘homework assignments’ to consolidate his knowledge or improve his self-study ability, which did not delay his studies at all.

Therefore, Nan Yu hadn’t seen Fei Yizheng for almost half a month, except for the daily gifts that constantly reminded her of his presence.

These gifts included expensive jewelry and various fresh flowers picked from Fei Yizheng’s garden, each accompanied by a card.

Nan Yu slowly got up, opened the box, and saw today’s gift.

A translucent, finely textured jade bracelet—clearly very expensive.

As for the card beside it, it contained a simple sentence.

[Yu Yu, the jasmine in my garden is blooming.]

The handwriting was strong and vigorous, revealing a refined character; it would make a good profit if sold.

However, to Nan Yu, it was simply: “…Tsk.”

Although she knew before that Fei Yizheng had a thick skin beneath his seemingly refined exterior, she hadn’t expected to underestimate him.

Nan Yu was almost certain that if she didn’t respond, Fei Yizheng would keep sending gifts.

She closed the box and put it together with the other gifts. Nan Yu returned to her beanbag chair and started playing the movie she had just paused. But this time, her gaze seemed somewhat unfocused.

Fei…Yi…Zheng…

Should she give him a chance?

To be honest, at first, Fei Yizheng’s looks were just to her liking, but after he recovered from his ‘mental illness’, his personality… Well, it was all right, she guessed.

At least now, she felt quite comfortable around him.

Anyway, there were no constraints if they didn’t get married. Fei Yizheng couldn’t beat her in a fight anyway, and if things fell apart later, he’d be all alone, while she still had the Nan family and Xiao Jin behind her.

Nan Yu didn’t seem to realize that her current thinking was definitely that of a scumbag; it was just a matter of one willing to hit and the other willing to be hit.

Another peaceful and ordinary day passed by.

Lying on her soft bed at night, Nan Yu originally wanted to play on her phone for a while longer, but for some reason, she felt particularly sleepy today. So she simply turned off the light and slowly closed her eyes, succumbing to drowsiness.

 

 

 

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