Bai Yitang, looking utterly defeated, angrily quit the game and tossed his phone aside.
"I'm not playing anymore!"
He would never log into the Wuhen account again in his life; it was utterly shameful.
Bai Luoyu couldn't help but chuckle to himself. "Brother, why are you always fixated on one genius?"
They still haven't learned a single lesson from being thoroughly defeated each time.
On the surface, Bai Luoyu patted Bai Yitang on the shoulder: "Get up from where you fall, we can always play another game."
Bai Yitang felt that this comfort was like shards of glass coated with sugar.
Not only did it fail to soothe his wounded heart, but at that moment, he truly felt like buying a block of tofu and smashing his head against it.
Xu Hualan brought over the plate of cut fruit.
Seeing Bai Yitang's dejected appearance, I roughly guessed the outcome of this bet.
That's fine. This kid is arrogant and has gotten used to being put down by Qianmo. This will also temper his arrogance.
"Have some fruit."
Han Songyan came downstairs carrying several bags and packages.
"Sister-in-law, I went abroad for an event a few days ago and bought you a small gift as a New Year's greeting."
Han Songyan handed a package to Xu Hualan.
Xu Hualan opened the box, inside was a set of limited edition Dior perfume.
With just one glance, Xu Hualan could tell that only 5,000 sets of this perfume were ever released worldwide.
It's clear that Han Songyan put a lot of thought into preparing this gift.
"Thank you, I really like this gift. I had to go out today and didn't prepare a gift for you. I'll definitely make it up to you for the Lantern Festival," Xu Hualan said apologetically.
Han Songyan smiled and said, "I just happened to go abroad a few days ago. I knew you've been using this brand of perfume, so I brought you a bottle. Qianmo has been living in the old house for so long, and you've always taken good care of her. You're much better than me, her mother. Sister-in-law, I sincerely want to thank you."
"Don't say that, I genuinely like Qianmo."
The relationship between Han Songyan and Xu Hualan had always been quite delicate.
Especially in Han Songyan's heart, Xu Hualan's brilliance always easily overshadowed her, so deep down, she was always jealous of Xu Hualan's better background than hers.
After experiencing so much, she gradually realized that Xu Hualan was excellent and kind from the inside out, while she had been too narrow-minded and selfishly thought that Xu Hualan was deliberately making things difficult for her.
"Yitang, this is your gift. Open it and see if you like it!"
"Me too!" Bai Yitang was in a bad mood after losing the game.
Upon hearing that he would receive a New Year's gift, his childlike nature immediately drew all his attention to the present.
Han Songyan handed him a rather large bag, which Bai Yitang took.
"My gift seems to be the biggest one, and it's quite heavy, haha, let me open it and see."
Bai Luoyu teased, "Maybe my mom gave you a set of mock college entrance exam papers. Hehe, you'll be quite busy this winter break."
Bai Yitang's hand trembled slightly as he unwrapped the gift.
"Auntie, you wouldn't really..."
"Take a look inside, you'll definitely like it." Han Songyan smiled knowingly.
With a mix of trepidation and excitement, Bai Yitang carefully unwrapped the packaging. When he saw that it was a skateboard box inside, his excitement soared to new heights.
"It's my favorite brand, Auntie, you're so kind."
I couldn't wait to open the box and carefully examined the skateboard for a while.
"Holy crap, the Imperial Tutor's autograph? Holy crap!!! I'm going crazy! My idol's autograph! Am I dreaming? Is it really the Imperial Tutor's autograph?"
Di Shi is a very famous professional skateboarder in the skateboarding circle. He is the champion of the Asian competition and is only 23 years old. He has won many championships in international skateboarding competitions.
Although the name may be unfamiliar to the average person, every young man who loves skateboarding knows the name Di Shi.
That's why Bai Yitang was so excited to see the Imperial Tutor's autograph!
Bai Luoyu couldn't sit still any longer; he stared excitedly at Han Songyan.
"Mom, where's my present?"
Han Songyan gave a mysterious laugh and handed one of the thin envelopes to Bai Luoyu.
Upon seeing the envelope, Bai Luoyu raised an eyebrow: "Is it a bankbook?"
"Open it and take a look!"
Bai Luoyu thought it was a big red envelope from his mother and happily opened it.
The result was a picture of an unfamiliar man. The man looked to be around thirty-five or thirty-six years old, wearing silver-rimmed glasses and a sharp suit, looking like a high-ranking official or elite.
"What is this?"
"Your idol!"
"An idol?" Bai Luoyu was momentarily stunned.
His only idol was Death, and his idol was sitting right next to him.
Han Songyan rolled her eyes at Bai Luoyu.
"You don't even follow your own idol anymore? This is the Grim Reaper from the UK Fund. What a coincidence, he actually came to China. I have a friend in the industry who is keen on stock trading, and I met the Grim Reaper through my friend. I asked her to bring me an autographed photo of the Grim Reaper."
Bai Luoyu finally knows who the man in the photo is.
He looked at Bai Qianmo and said, "Ahem, Qianmo, what do you think?"
Someone actually dared to impersonate his idol in China and even dared to openly post his autographed photos.
This scammer is incredibly audacious.
Bai Qianmo glanced at the man in the photo and vaguely felt that he looked familiar.
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