After that bout of fever, Ji Zeqiu got to know Wen Li. They exchanged contact information and occasionally would even arrange to meet up.
"This is a gift for you, see if you like it?" Ji Zeqiu handed her the large gift box he was holding.
Wen Li opened it and found a light blue, floor-length dress inside. The design of the dress was uniquely beautiful and the fabric was soft; one could tell at a glance that it was expensive.
"This must have been costly, right?" Wen Li hesitated.
Ji Zeqiu knew what was concerning her and said with a slight smile, "Actually, this dress is a high-quality imitation of a designer brand, not expensive at all."
"That's good." Wen Li said, relieved, "I didn't expect a knockoff to be of such good quality."
She held up the dress against herself and, with a smiling face tinged with bashfulness, asked, "Does this dress look good on me?"