"I can't accept this." Jiang Xiaowai shook his head.
"No worries, I'll talk to your mother later, just take it."
Jiang Xiaowai could only take it with both hands and say thank you due to the overwhelming enthusiasm.
This group of people entered the studio, while Jiang Xiaowai examined the snacks, continuing to bask in the sun with Lord Wansui.
...
However, looking at the beautifully packaged snacks, he remembered his birthday, didn't Grandpa Chen just say that the gift had been decided long ago?
This isn't right!
On his birthday, his dad usually gives him a gift, so did he substitute the car for a birthday gift, killing two birds with one stone?
Jiang Xiaowai could only sigh:
Old ginger is spicier, old fox!
Back then, he even thought his dad was a nice guy, turns out it's like this...
Jiang Jinsang indeed had this idea, every year when his son's birthday came around, he never knew what to give him, this year he didn't have to worry about it.
