"Junior schoolmate, hop on."
"Let's go, let's go!"
Xia Shuran lifted one long, snow-white leg high and plopped straight onto the back seat.
An hour later.
The two returned from buying gifts.
On Gu Qing's advice.
Xia Shuran had simply bought some fruit, a carton of milk, and some pastries.
At first, she had wanted to spend a lot on expensive gifts like clothes, shoes, and jewelry, with a total budget of around two thousand yuan.
But Gu Qing had shot that down outright.
He said that no matter how rich her family was, she couldn't give gifts like that.
If you gave someone such expensive things on your very first meeting, how much pressure would that put on them?
Anyone with decent manners would have to give you something equally valuable in return later, rather than let you lose out.
You gave expensive gifts, and I gave expensive gifts back.
All that money spent just went into the merchants' pockets. There was really no need.
She was only an eighteen-year-old girl. Rather than splurge on flashy but impractical gifts, she would be better off giving inexpensive, useful things like fruit, milk, and pastries.
If she really wanted to make an incredible impression, she could bring some homemade food next time. It was the thought that counted.
In short, she shouldn't spend a fortune on expensive things.
Xia Shuran took his advice. Finding Gu Qing's reasoning very sound, she carefully picked out some inexpensive, useful fruit, milk, and pastries as gifts.
She planned to bring Gu Qing's family some homemade pastries on her next visit and show off her incredible baking skills.
After parking the motorcycle.
Gu Qing took the elevator with Xia Shuran.
Before long, they reached his front door.
Looking at the door before her, Xia Shuran