Yang Ruoqian's Flawless Plan

Yang Ruoqian and Yan Jinyu bid farewell at the airport and returned home at half-past midnight.

Stepping quietly towards his front door, Yang Ruoqian was about to retrieve his keys when he noticed a small plastic bag hanging from the doorknob.

"What is this..." Yang Ruoqian paused, taking the plastic bag off the doorknob. "Chang Zhiqing probably wouldn't do something like this, right?"

Mainly because they were so familiar with each other. They could talk about anything directly, express their feelings through WeChat, and there was no need for such small gifts.

The only one who might do such a thing was probably his neighbor, Shan Qianyu. She had given him a smartphone in the same manner last time.

"What did she send this time?" Yang Ruoqian felt like he was about to unbox something, and his tired spirit was lifted slightly.