"Auntie, I heard from Second Grandpa that you really like money, so I'm giving you my piggy bank to save money in." Wu Nian handed the carefully packaged piggy bank to Wu Yue with a pained expression.
Wu Yue: ?
“Little sister, your brother doesn’t have much to offer. So I built a primary school in your name. Here’s the certificate. It’s called Wuyue Central Primary School.” Cheng Pingxi rested his chin on his hand, his eyes smiling.
Wu Yue: ? ? ?
[Hahahaha, if we don't come up with a decent gift soon, the Witch God is going to die on the spot!]
[Laughing like a pig, take a screenshot! Get the meme of the smile gradually disappearing!]
"Wu Yue, as your elder brother," Wu Cunxu said, taking out a leather document bag and handing it to Wu Yue across the round table with a gentle smile, "this is a 10% stake in my company. It will take effect when you come of age. Two more years, good luck!"
After saying thank you for the fifth time, Wu Yue looked longingly at her adoptive parents. She had placed all her hopes on them.
Mother Wu sighed and said softly, "My dear, your birthday is my day of suffering, and I didn't prepare a gift for you."
Wu Yue expressed her understanding, her half-darkened eyes landing on Wu Juemin. Wu Juemin did a double-twisting pose with his arms crossed, just like Song Minguo, and snorted, "Your birthday made my wife suffer from pain all day, and you still want a gift? No way!"
Wu Yuesheng slumped back in his chair, utterly dejected: Ah! I'm cracked!
Her birthday...
It ended with receiving five unreliable gifts.
[Hahahaha, the streamer is so cute!]
This livestream room is a treasure trove; I can't get out of it now.
Outside the window, a lonely shadow slowly walked into the darkness, its back to the moonlight.
At 9 p.m., the banquet ended, and the Wu family prepared to leave.
The main gate of Guojin Pavilion.
The night breeze was refreshing, draping the moon in a hazy veil. Streetlights flickered, and the stars hid so well that not a single one could be seen.
Standing beside Wu Yue, Yan Chiyu hesitated for a few seconds before gently patting the girl's head, his voice clear and low: "My gift is one of a kind, I'm sure you'll like it."
"like?"
Heartbroken, Wu Yue said irritably, "You said the same thing when you gave me the '53' practice book last time."
Staring at the girl's flawless, porcelain-skinned face, puffed up like an angry bird, he couldn't help but chuckle softly: "I'm not lying to you this time, really."
Cheng Pingxi waited by the car door for a while but Wu Yue didn't get in. He turned around and saw Yan Chiyu remove his hand from his sister's head, a smile on his face. He suppressed the urge to rush over and beat him up and shouted, "Sister, we're leaving."
"Here you are."
Wu Yue nodded slightly to Yan Chiyu, then climbed into the car with the gift box in her arms. A few moments later, she poked her head out again and said goodbye.
After the two carriages had driven away, Yan Chiyu turned back to Guojin Pavilion.
After nine o'clock, Guojinge stops welcoming new guests.
With all the customers gone and the doors locked, Tang Xuemei grabbed Lin Youxi, who hadn't even had time to change out of her work clothes, and rushed up to the third floor with lightning speed.
"Lord Yan!"
The woman was petite and beautiful, with fair skin and a striking appearance. At this moment, however, she gazed at Yan Chiyu with teary eyes, pouting to keep herself from crying out loud.
Lin Youxi twitched the corner of her mouth, "Boss lady, can you please not be so embarrassing?"
"Mind your own business! Can't I be happy?" Tang Xuemei carefully examined the boy leaning against the windowsill. He was still as clear and beautiful as he had been a thousand years ago, with a jade-like complexion and a cold, snow-like demeanor. He hadn't aged at all.
Yan Chiyu snapped out of his daze, his deep eyes gradually turning blank.
So much time has passed that he can't quite remember.
Who are these two people?
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