They also bought quite a few bottles, but those were all bought at a really high price. Unlike Xia Lan, whose bottles alone cost hundreds of times more.

"luck."

Xia Lan smiled and took her bottle. Qin Yu stepped forward, took it from Xia Lan, and placed it in Du Wenqing's study.

"What is this? It's so plain."

Du Wenqing watched as Qin Yu carried the plain bottle into his study and asked curiously.

"I bought a few bottles at the antique market to decorate your study."

Xia Lan explained with a smile.

"Grandpa Du, you have no idea how much Xia Lan spent on these bottles!"

Yang Ziye walked in and looked at Du Wenqing with a shocked expression.

"Oh? Tell me, how much did it cost?"

Du Wenqing asked with a smile, he was genuinely curious.

"Not many, just over twenty!"

Xia Lan glanced at Yang Ziye with a lingering look, and Yang Ziye felt a chill run down his spine.

Xia Lan turned to Du Wenqing and smiled.

"I just thought your study was too empty, so I added a few bottles for you. You can grow some flowers there and they'll look nice."

Yang Ziye obediently shut his mouth, and looked at Du Wenqing with envy when he heard Xia Lan's words.

Du Wenqing understood something from Yang Ziye's gaze, but he didn't say anything and just let Xia Lan arrange it.

"By the way, Mr. Du, this is an invitation from my grandfather. He hopes you can attend."

"Old Yang is already seventy?"

Du Wenqing looked at the post and read the reason.

It's a birthday celebration.

"I'll definitely come when I have time!"