"Giving a gift requires hitting the heart of the matter." This saying was now firmly etched in Yang Yizhi's mind, and he was determined to carry it through to the end. He knew that a casual gesture wouldn't suffice; he had brought every medicinal herb he could possibly haul from his home. If not for the time crunch, he would have bought even more from the local shops.
When Yang Yizhi shared his plan, he eagerly hoped for Nan Zhirou’s approval. He felt he was being incredibly sharp, perfectly capable of drawing inferences, and that this grand gesture would land exactly where it needed to. Surely, Zhao Yan would be moved to tears. The mere thought of that scene filled Yang Yizhi with renewed vigor; he wished he could teleport the supplies directly to Zhao Yan in one go.
Nan Zhirou looked at Yang Yizhi’s expectant gaze and fell silent. Her words were rarely gentle, so she figured it was better to say nothing at all and just offer a perfunctory smile to smooth things over.
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