Yang Jinyu and Zhang Yao are both shrewd people, and they could tell at a glance that there must be something hidden.
In front of Tuantuan, the couple pretended not to see anything.
Zhang Yao took out a gift box from her bag and presented it to Tuantuan. Her gentle face and loving smile reminded the little girl of her mother.
If my mother were still alive, she would look at me with such gentle eyes.
Thinking of her mother and looking at Zhang Yao, the little dumpling felt that her second aunt was even more kind and approachable, and wanted to get closer to her.
"Tuantuan, this is a gift from your second aunt. I hope you like it."
The little dumpling's mouth opened slightly in surprise, making her look even more adorable, which made Zhang Yao unable to resist giving her a little rub.
Sure enough, it's easier to pet a baby girl; she feels better too.
"Thank you, Auntie. Tuantuan will definitely like it."
Zhang Yao laughed and couldn't help but ask, "Tuantuan, you haven't even seen it yet, how can you be sure you'll like it?"
The little dumpling's bright, sparkling eyes were as lively and adorable as a fawn's. She said earnestly and sincerely, "Because Tuantuan likes Auntie, Tuantuan will be very happy no matter what Auntie gives Tuantuan."
Oh my god!
What an amazing little dumpling! It's so good at talking!
Zhang Yao couldn't resist snatching the baby from Yang Jinchuan's arms and holding him.
The little dumpling also liked her second aunt and took the initiative to kiss her on the cheek.
The kiss smelled so sweet and milky that Zhang Yao's eyes turned red.
She dreams of having a daughter!
Yang Jinchuan felt extremely distressed, not out of envy, but out of guilt.
If Ai Zi were still alive, how could Nai Tuanzi have seen Zhang Yao like her so much? She must be thinking of her mother when she sees Zhang Yao.
The older brothers were also extremely upset, except for the sixth brother.
The five older brothers were heartbroken that they couldn't find Tuantuan sooner and that their younger sister couldn't feel their mother's love.
Zhang Yao looked at the baby's big, doe-like eyes, long, curled eyelashes, delicate nose, and two dimples. The combination of these features made her even more adorable than the lucky dolls in New Year's paintings.
Zhang Yao hugged him tightly, reluctant to let go: "Tuantuan, your second aunt likes you very much too. You are so cute, from now on your second aunt will treat you like her own daughter. My baby, you are so cute and beautiful."
Yang Jinyu was both amused and helpless; there was nothing he could do, as he and Zhang Yao were destined not to have a daughter.
Looking at Tuantuan, he even wanted a daughter.
Yang Jinyu also took out a gift box and placed it on the table: "Tuantuan, this is a gift from your second uncle."
"Thank you, Second Uncle," the little dumpling said in a clear, crisp voice.
"You're welcome. I'm glad Tuantuan likes it." Yang Jinyu tried to soften her tone, afraid of scaring the little dumpling.
There was no way around it; I have two boys at home, and I'm used to speaking in a serious tone. For a moment, I forgot to be gentle and kind when talking to the kids.
Zhang Yao, holding Tuantuan, opened the two gift boxes. One contained gold, and the other contained gemstones.
Gold bracelets, gold necklaces, gold earrings—I bought them all.
Yang Jinyu gifted her a set of pink diamond jewelry, which was quite valuable.
Yang Junzhe and Yang Zihao, the two older brothers, also quickly came over and presented the gifts they had prepared for their little sister, Tuantuan.
Yang Junzhe lives up to his name, giving people the feeling of a refined gentleman, elegant and cultured, and very gentle at first glance.
Yang Zihao's personality was slightly colder, and his eyes and brows were sharper than Yang Qingfeng's, giving him a somewhat icy appearance.
However, at this moment, Yang Junzhe and Yang Zihao looked at Tuantuan with kind smiles and gave her their gifts.
Yang Junzhe smiled gently, like a kind older brother next door: "Little Tuantuan, this is a gift for you. Shall I open it and show it to you?"
Tuantuan nodded and said, "Thank you, Brother Junzhe."
Yang Junzhe gave Tuantuan a starry sky dress, a light blue dress with sequins on the hem that sparkled like the stars in the sky.
Most importantly, as the skirt moves, the starry sky seems to float before your eyes, creating a dreamlike and enchanting effect that makes you fall in love with the dress at first sight.
Only three pieces were made worldwide, each worth one million.
Tuantuan couldn't help but exclaim, "This is so beautiful!"
When Yang Zihao saw how much the little dumpling liked the gift his older brother gave him, his expression grew even colder, and he even seemed a little anxious.
He hasn't started work yet and doesn't earn money himself, so naturally he doesn't have the same extravagance as Yang Junzhe, who is already making money.
Yang Zihao felt embarrassed to give a gift, thinking that the gift he had prepared was somewhat inadequate.
Yang Junzhe raised an eyebrow. It wasn't easy to make his aloof younger brother lose face.
Yang Junzhe smiled gently: "Zihao, what gift did you prepare for Tuantuan? Why haven't you taken it out yet?"
Yang Zihao glared at his older brother with displeasure. His older brother seemed gentle, but he was actually a smiling tiger, very cunning.
Yang Zihao said shyly, "Tuantuan, this is a gift from your second brother."
When the gift box was opened, inside was a pink bicycle, the kind studded with diamonds, which looked high-end and classy.
The little dumpling's eyes were still bright and sparkling. They were not dimmed by the fact that Yang Zihao's gift was not as expensive as Yang Junzhe's. Instead, she said happily, "Thank you, Brother Zihao. Tuantuan really likes the gift you gave me."
Yang Zihao immediately breathed a sigh of relief, his aloof demeanor vanished, and he looked at Tuantuan with a beaming smile, his expression resembling that of a devoted fan.
Yang Yu became even more unhappy seeing how kind everyone was to Tuantuan.
Yang Yu, speaking without restraint, shouted in dissatisfaction, "Brother Zihao, didn't you hate girls the most? You always complained that girls are crybabies, troublesome, and have too much to do. Why are you smiling so obsequiously at her, like a lackey?"
Yang Zihao: "!!"
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