When Tang Yue received the items, she was speechless. Lian He and Lian Qingyang truly were father and son; the things they gave were the same, if not jewelry, then gold. Ever since she got to know Lian Qingyang, she had no idea how much gold jewelry she had received, piling it in her jewelry box, almost forming a small mountain.
She didn't know what Lian He and his son were thinking. If she hadn't firmly refused to accept the house keys, their keys would probably have piled into a small hill by now.
"Mom, since he's the children's grandfather, just accept it on behalf of the children." Tang Yue, sitting on the bed, listened to the bursts of cheerful laughter coming from outside, and her heart soared. In this life, being pampered by everyone, how blissful she felt!
