Evening Feast XII

Even though many people knew how the Thousand-Odds Ginseng Fruit looked like, they had never seen it with their own eyes. Hence, everyone present was burning with curiosity.

Gu Shi was growing impatient. 

This time, it was not merely about Luo Fei's reputation, it was his daughter's birthday. He did not want to mess it up. More importantly, he wanted to know what Qin Xiaoyue was after. 

"Yiyi, since this is a gift for you, you could unbox it on your own." Gu Shi turned to look at Gu Yiyi, his stern face melted into tenderness.

"Alright. Gu Yiyi pouted as she walked up to Gu Shi and unbox the gift clumsily.

"Well, there is nothing special about this Thousand-Odds Ginseng Fruit."

A baby-shaped glistening fruit lied quietly inside the box. It was so adorable that one could not bear to eat it.