Tan Xiuying was taken aback and puzzled. She ransacked her memory, but she couldn't recall any moment she had asked for or received a promise from Zhu Longwei. Had he really promised her something? Or was he just making it up? It seemed a bit strange and confusing to her. This situation appeared rather ridiculous to her.
When Zhu Longwei pulled out a medium-sized box, elegantly wrapped in silver paper, from his pocket, a wave of curiosity swept through the onlookers. All eyes were fixed on his every move.
Liu Meifeng offered a probing smile in curiosity. She couldn't help but wonder about the contents of the tightly wrapped box that Zhu Longwei had brought. She made a mental note to ask her granddaughter about it later, intrigued by the mystery of the token he held.
Zhu Longwei then extended the box to Tan Xiuying, saying, "Here you go, Miss Xiuying. Please accept it."
"Thank you, Master Zhu."