Until Nan Huaiyu walked in from the hall.
His almond-shaped eyes held a hint of a smile.
Someone joked, "Mr. Nan, we know you're incredibly busy, but you're late to your mother's birthday party. Don't you think you should punish yourself with three glasses?"
Nan Ze, Nan Huaiyu, and Nan Wan's husband, Mu Jin Huan, all showing up in one place—it wouldn't make sense if nothing happened.
"Fair enough," Nan Huaiyu replied with a soft, enchanting voice, his gaze sweeping past their location, seemingly stopping there for just a second, with a gentle smile on his lips, "Mom, here's your gift."
Jiang Xiaoman was slightly disappointed not to see her son bringing his girlfriend, but she exclaimed with surprise upon seeing the exquisite agate bracelet in the box, "Oh, didn't you give me one just a few days ago? How come there's another one?"
Nan Huaiyu nodded and replied, "Good things come in pairs."
