Seeing Her Off

A bitterly cold night.

Xue Chuchu played games at Tongtong's house until eleven at night before pushing open the door and leaving.

Jiang Ning checked Chuchu's match history. It was a complete disaster—1-5, 1-6. The outrageous part was that despite playing so terribly, they were all consecutive wins.

Naturally, all the credit went to Tongtong, undefeated in every battle and unstoppable in every conquest.

Tongtong sat upright on her throne, her little face stern as she continued fighting alone.

Jiang Ning stood and walked over to her. Tongtong was playing when she seemed to sense an ominous presence. She turned and glared at Jiang Ning, her eyes wary. "What?"

Jiang Ning slowly lowered the hand he had raised halfway. In the end, he was not some villain who bullied the weak.

"Want some pomelo?" Jiang Ning asked.

"Yes!"

Jiang Ning fed her a piece of pomelo, then turned back. The phone on the sofa lit up. It was surprisingly a message from Chuchu.

Jiang Ning pondered, She messaged me behind Tongtong's back?

He looked at the screen and saw a single line: "Jiang Ning, thank you for the shoes. I really like them. (smile) (smile)"

Jiang Ning had good taste. The shoes he had chosen were a classic style, pink-and-white sneakers that went with anything. Their texture and appearance truly had nothing to criticize.

Jiang Ning stared at Chuchu's deathly smiling emojis, somewhat speechless. That expression could be rather scary sometimes.

Faced with Chuchu's thanks, Jiang Ning dropped the pretense. "The last time you browsed Taobao with Tongtong, you looked at those shoes. You seemed pretty satisfied with them, so I specifically bought them for you."

His message was plain, yet when Chuchu saw it in the bedroom next door, her heart was anything but calm.

She sat at the