Please Give Me The Money Back! (8)

He had gone out, because it had occurred to him that when he had thrown her things out the window, the gifts he had given to little troublemaker had been thrown out as well.

Those gifts had been bought for his little troublemaker, so how could he possibly let her take them away?

Gu Yusheng stared at the bag, lost in thought for a moment. Then he drew his gaze back from the bag. He walked past Liang Doukou with an unchanged expression. He went to the steps in front of the house and put the gift boxes in his arms on the ground. Then he turned around and walked back over to Liang Doukou again.

"Yu—" It was the third time that Liang Doukou had called his name. This time, however, just before she said the end of his name, Gu Yusheng, who had been standing in front of her, stretched out his hand without any warning and pulled her bag off of her shoulder. Then he opened it and poured the things in it onto the driver's seat.