Han Siqi prepares to go downstairs and take money from his mother’s room. But he suddenly remembers that he has something to do and walks outside.

He takes a delicate box from his car, puts it into his pocket and comes back.

Li Xiaomeng stops him and explains embarrassedly: “Siqi, I’m sorry. I just wanted to help you clean the room but lay on your bed unconsciously…”

“I know. They like to make up a story. Don’t mind. I’ll take the ...