So, after Chen Yiran paid the money, she strutted back to the apartment with Tianxin, who was carrying ten boxes of pregnancy tests, in tow.
Actually, only Chen Yiran was in high spirits, because frankly, Tianxin looked like a thief in broad daylight.
"What are you doing??" Chen Yiran asked, looking down at Tianxin, who was clutching the ten boxes and nervously surveying their surroundings.
"Checking if there's anyone we know nearby," Tianxin replied nervously.
"..." Chen Yiran was speechless, "So what if there is?"
"Obviously, I can't let them see what I'm carrying." Tianxin lowered her voice, turning to Chen Yiran, "It would be so embarrassing if word got out."
"..." Chen Yiran looked at her, touched her hair, and said, "Tianxin, are you very nervous?"
"Huh?" Tianxin looked up at Chen Yiran, taken aback, "Why do you ask?"
"Because..." Chen Yiran hesitated and then shook her head, "Nothing, let's go home."