Lu Yinxing was quite puzzled: "Brother Wen Quan, why did you bring me here?"
Wen Quan said: "Here, you can choose any gift you like, take whatever you want."
The child was puzzled: "Today is your birthday, these are your gifts, why are you giving them to me?"
These gifts were almost all priceless, some even rare. Jewelry, jade, toys, and even keys to luxury cars, each one was a hundred times more valuable than the gift Lu Yinxing had given.
Wen Quan spoke: "What's mine is yours too, take whatever you like."
Lu Yinxing said: "I don't need them. When it's my birthday, someone will also give me gifts. These are yours, I can't take them."
Wen Quan's expression didn't change, his lips even carried a trace of a smile: "If you don't want these, that's fine, but there's one thing you must accept."
Wen Quan took a small box from a pile of gifts.
It was a very exquisite sandalwood gift box.
Wen Quan carefully opened the gift box.
Inside the box was a small jade pendant.
