"This child is blessed, to have met you all. Otherwise, my heart—" Gu Hai patted his chest, speaking with deep emotion.
Xu Qinghe could feel his mood just by looking into his eyes.
"Xiaowu, hurry up and bring in the things I brought." Gu Hai said.
The driver, Xiaowu, immediately started carrying things in, one item at a time, from outside.
A case of Moutai liquor, a case of Baisha cigarettes, a case of rice candy, a case of sponge cakes, a case of canned fruit—and most importantly, a full set of gold jewelry worth more than three thousand.
Item after item was carried into the house. Xu Qinghe frowned.
Gu Hai said, "These gifts can't compare to your love and care for the child, but they represent our heartfelt gratitude."
"I can't accept these things. In our hearts, Nianhua is my biological daughter. Raising my own daughter is only natural," Xu Qinghe refused, then thought for a moment and said, "About the family reunion, I still have to discuss with my wife. Please wait."
