Lin Chuxia didn't answer, her gaze inadvertently and quickly swept over the gift that had fallen to the ground due to the earlier argument. Although it was just a fleeting glance, Gu Yuheng still caught her look.
He picked up the gift from the ground, his expression darkening to a terrifying degree.
"You hurt yourself over something like this?"
Seeing him ready to throw the gift out of the window without even a glance, Chuxia hastily shouted—
"Gu Yuheng, if you dare throw it away, I'll stop talking to you!"
Then, taking advantage of Gu Yuheng's moment of hesitation, she lunged forward, snatched the gift bag from his hand, and clutched it tightly in her own.
"Give it to me."
"No," Chuxia said, her eyes full of wariness as she watched Gu Yuheng.
Gu Yuheng fell silent for a moment, then said, "I won't throw it away, give it to me."
"No!"
Gu Yuheng suddenly laughed, "Wasn't it supposed to be a gift for me?"
