"This Su Wanxin, truly unappreciative of kindness." Shen Xiaochen sighed, sympathetically holding Sun Tianran's hand. "Don't worry, there's always another way!"
Sun Tianran bowed her head silently.
Seeing this, Shen Xiaochen continued to comfort her: "Come on, don't be too upset. I've just set up a new fashion studio. If you're out of work recently, come be the director. I won't skimp on your pay."
Sun Tianran smiled and nodded.
A hint of mockery flashed through Shen Xiaochen's eyes—she disdained such money-grubbers.
Sun Tianran slowly lifted her head to look at her, then asked softly, "Your birthday is coming up soon, right?"
Shen Xiaochen was taken aback, "Yes, so what?"
"How about I give you a big gift?"
"...What kind of gift?"
