Ruan Dakuan came from behind Jiaojiao, rubbing his hands with a look of fear of having all the credit stolen: "Sweetheart, these are all personally arranged by Dad."
Jiaojiao felt embarrassed, looking at the old man and the middle-aged man with their chests puffed out, eyes full of anticipation for praise. What else could she do? She could only express her happiness with a guilty conscience.
"Jiaojiao really likes them, thank you Grandpa and Dad."
Old Man Shu and Ruan Jianguo instantly felt even more proud. Ruan Jianguo couldn't wait to say, "Sweetheart, there's still a surprise. You'll find out tonight."
"Yes! A big surprise." Ever since missing the chance last time, Old Man Shu had been holding a grudge. This time, he was determined to be part of it.
Jiaojiao actually could guess, estimating it would be fireworks. But to appease the old man and the middle-aged man, she could only express her anticipation happily, "Really? Jiaojiao can't wait."
