"But it's still better than me, a big man who gives my mom a birthday gift every year. It's usually chosen by my secretary, but I can tell she doesn't really like it. Maybe what I give is not heartfelt. Through this illness, I suddenly feel that it's not about how much money the gift costs. What's important is the thought behind it."
His words touched Anqi. She said, "Alright, then I'll help you have a look. I'm not sure if she will like it."
"She will definitely like it."
Shangguan Liuyun pushed her along as they started shopping.
For Anqi, it was indeed a long time since she went shopping. The mall is a place that always leads fashion, and if you don't come for a while, you feel out of touch.
Looking around, Anqi found something and asked, "What do you think about this?"
"What?"
Shangguan Liuyun took it over. Apparently, he had never seen it before.
