Sang Yu and Sang Wan

She took a deep breath and gritted her teeth. She looked at Bo Jinchuan with a sly glint in her eyes.

"You want to give me a present? Sure, I like alpacas."

Creases appeared on Bo Jinchuan's smooth forehead suddenly and a look of disdain appeared on his handsome face.

"Alpaca?"

Shen Fanxing smiled at him. "Yes, alpaca. I like it."

With that, she opened the door and got out of the car.

Bo Jinchuan followed her.

Coincidentally, they met the mother and daughter they met yesterday in the lobby of the apartment.

The lights in the hall were very bright, illuminating the meticulously cleaned floor.

Wanwan was stepping on the lights on the floor and played as she tottered to the entrance.

Her mother seemed to be on the phone. Her voice was crisp, clear, and unhurried.

Seeing Shen Fanxing and Bo Jinchuan enter, she looked up and hugged Shen Fanxing's knees.

"Pretty aunt…"