"Why are you shouting? I'm just waiting for the notification from above." The manager looked at the staff with annoyance.
"Come on, one more."
Xi Yemo was kissed warmly by Lan Xin Ai, and he pointed to his left cheek.
The little lady immediately blew him a kiss and then said, "Honey, I want that one."
"As you command, my dear wife."
Xi Yemo raised an eyebrow.
The crowd was in an uproar, ready for the good show to unfold.
Half an hour later, various items were piled around Lan Xin Ai's feet—things to eat, play with, drink, use—everything was there.
"Wow, there's even a baby stroller here. This can be a gift for Tian Tian." Lan Xin Ai touched the stroller in front of her. The craftsmanship wasn't bad, and just in time for Tian Tian's baby to be born, it would make a perfect gift.
"My wife is thrifty."
Xi Yemo complimented.
"What do you mean? We can't use this stroller, but Tian Tian's baby can definitely use it now. Of course, I'll give it to her."
