Mrs. Nalan sneered, "Pfft, it's so cheap, I'm afraid it won't make a good gift. I don't even know if Xinghe likes to drink..."
She paused for a moment, then talked to herself, "Oh well, men, when they face something unpleasant, a couple of drinks and it's all good, right? No matter what, I want to give him the best wine, let him cheer up and write the most badass, coolest, most handsome words..."
Mrs. Nalan's muttering left Lu Yi completely confused.
Nalan Ye Jue had a deep look in his eyes.
He suddenly raised his hand lightly and pressed his index finger on the smart fingerprint lock of the wine cellar, "You can take it."
Mrs. Nalan was pleasantly surprised, "Really? You're agreeing, son?"
Nalan Ye Jue: "Mm. Also take the box next to it."
Mrs. Nalan was overjoyed, "Dear son, I finally feel you are truly mine."
Nalan Ye Jue: "..."
Did you always think of me as someone you picked up?
Lu Yi was stunned: "..."
