Chapters 154-155

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Lian Xinying's affection and dependence on him had definitely reached the point of utter devotion.

Yan Ye was her first love, to whom she gave her wholehearted passion and effort.

Her only thought was: "To hold your hand, and grow old with you."

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Why did she have the feeling that he had led her into a trap?

Unable to outtalk him, Lian Xinying could only bury her head and continue looking at the gifts.

The gifts they sent were just like them—direct and fierce.

They wanted to call her sister-in-law at the first meeting, which scared her little heart into thumping wildly.

But she really liked their straightforwardness.

"There are clothes in here too!" Lian Xinying pulled out a black garment from the bag.

Because the fabric was so sparse and the design so novel, Xinying furrowed her brows as she tried to figure out which was the front, which was the back, and how to wear it.

"Uh, Yan Ye wasn't surprised by their actions, unexpected as they were.