Quentin Shaw stood aside, waiting for them to finish talking and to calm down, then greeted politely, "Hello Grandma."
Grandma Jennings glanced at him, nodded, and saw the suitcase in his hand, "Thank you, Quentin."
"Not at all, it's nothing." Quentin Shaw smiled and placed the suitcase to the side.
Sierra Summers wiped her tears, ran over to pull the suitcase, and opened it. On the left side were gifts carefully wrapped in various boxes.
She took out a black one, walked over and handed it to Quentin Shaw, "Here, it's your gift. Congratulations on getting into your dream university."
Quentin Shaw was taken aback and smiled, "For me?"
"Yes, there's also one for Aunt and Uncle, and of course for Grandma and Jasmine." Sierra Summers, seeing him standing still, confusedly pushed the box to Quentin Shaw's chest, "Take it."
"Alright."
"Thank you."
Quentin Shaw's Adam's apple moved as he took the box and couldn't help but steal a few more glances at Sierra Summers.
