Chapter 919: Generous Gesture

Xinyan finally came back to her senses: "That thing probably isn’t cheap, should I give you some money from here."

After all, the money He Jinxuan earned before was all with her.

He Jinxuan said softly: "No need, the money I have should be enough."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Xinyan: "You don’t object?"

Xinyan knew what he was thinking. Seeing that there were not many pedestrians on the road here, she gently leaned her head against He Jinxuan’s back: "Money is earned to be spent, and since you like it, it’ll also make our travels more convenient. Why would I oppose it?"

The main thing is, if we really buy it, it could come in handy in an emergency.

In her past life, Lyu Juncheng initially treated that motorcycle like it was a god, wiping it down every day whether he rode it or not, never letting anyone else touch it. Back then, few women rode motorcycles, and she never thought of learning.

It was only later when the motorcycle became outdated, and Lyu Juncheng no longer treasured it, that when she sometimes needed to go to the suburbs to fetch spring water, she had the chance to learn to ride.

Hearing Xinyan’s approval, He Jinxuan was even more excited: "When the bike arrives, I’ll teach you to ride."

Xinyan softly said, "Okay, I’ll catch up with the trend too."

They chatted and laughed as they headed to the ceramic factory.

When they reached the entrance of the ceramic factory and explained their purpose, the staff seemed reluctant to accommodate them, especially upon hearing it was a private custom order.

It was only after He Jinxuan found someone and used connections that they were led in.

Maybe the relationship was solid; the person in charge didn’t cause any more trouble: "Do you have any specific requirements for the ceramic jars?"

Xinyan stated her requirements.

The person in charge thought for a moment after listening: "How about this, you come with me to the sample room to see if there’s anything you like."

Upon hearing this, Xinyan nodded eagerly. If ready-made samples were available, that would be best.

Following the person in charge into the ceramics warehouse and seeing the various ceramics on display, her eyes dazzled, but she remained clear-headed and didn’t forget the purpose of her visit.

Seeing the azure blue and red lidded jars on the side, she smiled and asked, "Are these two types of jars in stock?"

The person in charge checked the register at the entrance: "Yes, there are over a hundred red ones in stock, and fewer azure blue ones, only thirty or so."

Xinyan picked one up and carefully examined it: "If I order custom-made, can you add patterns and text on it?"

The person in charge nodded: "Yes, we can."

Xinyan put down the ceramic jar in her hand, viewed the rest of the samples, and selected six designs. She discussed with the person in charge for a long time, finally reaching a consensus.

Afterward, the person in charge brought over a designer to communicate further with Xinyan. Xinyan also customized two additional designs based on her ideas, bringing the total designs to eight.

After settling on the size, pattern, slogans, and price of the jars, and agreeing to review samples next Saturday, she paid a deposit and took two of each selected sample, finally preparing to leave.

Initially, they were reluctant to entertain the request, considering private orders usually small and with many demands, they found it troublesome.

However, they hadn’t expected Xinyan to order so many at once. Their attitude underwent a 180-degree change, escorting them to the gate: "Mr. He, Mr. Han, take care."

They spent quite some time in the ceramic factory, and after coming out, they hadn’t gone far when He Jinxuan suggested: "Let’s have dinner at Mr. Yin’s place today; it’s been a while since we last went."

Xinyan was naturally delighted: "Sure, it’s still kind of on the way."

They chatted the whole way, but when they arrived at Mr. Yin’s courtyard, they heard the sound of an argument inside.

He Jinxuan and Xinyan exchanged a glance, quickly parked the bike, and went into the courtyard.

A woman yelled, "Mei Xueshan, aren’t you being shameless? The person’s already engaged, why are you still pestering him? What’s the point?"

Xinyan followed her gaze and saw a girl with a pale face, tears welling up in her eyes, about to fall but not quite. She looked pitiful.

As she looked over, the girl quickly lowered her head. From where Xinyan stood, she could see the change in expression in the girl’s face as she lowered her head.

Oh, it seems this seemingly gentle girl is quite the drama queen.