"Grandpa Chen, today is your birthday. I wanted to make it a grand celebration, but you insisted not to, so I brought some gifts instead." Chen Yuxin said with a smile, placing the box she was holding on the stone table.
"Xinxin's gift, I naturally have to accept it. I, the old man, have been in seclusion for a long time and don't like being disturbed." Chen Yaogzu waved his hand, and the wooden box on the table slowly floated into the air and landed steadily on the shelf.
"Xinxin, you seem to have something on your mind." During the tea, Chen Yaogzu suddenly hinted softly.
"Grandpa Chen, what are you talking about?" Chen Yuxin put down her teacup, her face blushing.
"Xinxin, don't hide it from me anymore, I understand your thoughts very well." Chen Yaogzu showed a kind smile, indeed, Chen Yuxin was raised by him personally, and merely observing words and expressions isn't enough for her to master; if Chen Yaogzu was an old fox, then Chen Yuxin was, at most, a little fox.
