"This... this... I... Sister Xiaoli, I can't accept this," Gu Qingmei stammered. She hadn't realized such an exquisite box was for her son. She quickly passed her child to Chen Erlang to hold and tried to return the box to Gu Qingli.
"Sister Xiaoli, this is too valuable. I can't accept it."
Gu Qingmei looked at Chen Erlang with a troubled expression, completely at a loss. Chen Erlang, too, was unsure whether they should accept the gift.
Gu Qingli smiled; Gu Qingmei and Chen Erlang truly had changed. "This is for my little nephew," she said. "Please, keep it."
She gently pushed the box back into Gu Qingmei's hands.
"Qingmei, if she gives it to you, just take it," Ms. Yun urged, hurrying over and giving Gu Qingmei a little tug.
Gu Qingmei seemed oblivious, her gaze still fixed on Chen Erlang.
It was Ms. Qiao who finally said, "Qingmei, accept it. After all, it's a heartfelt gesture from Xiaoli."
