Gift

Gu San choked.

He hadn't thought of it this way until Qiao Nian said it, but it seemed like most things could indeed be solved with these two sentences.

He was lost in thought.

Qiao Nian glanced at the time on the phone and turned to look at Ye Wangchuan. "Is there a gift shop in the alley outside?"

Ye Wangchuan's eyebrows were relaxed and unbridled. Leaning back in the chair, leaving aside the foam in the teacup, his expression relaxed, and his voice sounded a little hoarse. "There should be."

He paused, then met Qiao Nian's eyes and raised his eyebrows. "Are you going shopping?"

"Yeah," Qiao Nian said frankly without concealing her thoughts. "I want to see if there are any toys that children like so that I can buy a present for Chen Chen."