Xu Yanfen stared at Yang Hao with a flabbergasted look, her throat turning dry.
She took a deep breath to calm herself down before finally asking, "Hao, is this piano really worth 3.19 million?"
"Aunt Xu, there you go again."
"I've already said that money isn't important, as long as you like it."
Yang Hao still stuck to the sa story.
However, this was also tantamount to acknowledging that the piano was indeed worth 3.19 million.
Xu Yanfen glanced at the nearly assembled piano and couldn't help but walk over and gently touch it—it was no re piano!
In her eyes, it was practically stacks of red banknotes!
She had never dread that she, a piano enthusiast, could one day possess a piano worth 3.19 million.
Guan Weimin looked at his "son-in-law," then at his daughter; the two had been together for less than a month, and he had already given such a lavish gift!
Could it be that they had already sealed the deal?
But then again, it was quite normal for young people to be intimate in a relationship nowadays.
Guan Weimin wasn't an old stick-in-the-mud; he just felt a sense of emptiness that the flower he had carefully nurtured for over twenty years had been so easily plucked by soone else.
There was no helping it, raising a daughter ant experiencing such monts.
Fortunately, his daughter hadn't been swindled by so "fuzzball" kid; that would have really been distressing.
Just then, Guan ngng's phone suddenly rang.
It was her cousin, Feng Lina.
"Nana..."
"ngng, co outside for a minute."
"Mr. Yang's gift for you has arrived!"
Feng Lina's voice ca through the phone.
"Ah?"
"Another gift??"
Guan ngng exclaid in surprise, then looked bewilderedly at Yang Hao beside her.
Her exclamation also drew the attention of everyone else; all eyes turned to Yang Hao.
"Then let's go out and take a look!"
Yang Hao shrugged with a smile.
"Oh, okay!"
Guan ngng hung up the phone with a dazed look, not expecting that Yang Hao had prepared a gift for her as well as for her parents.
"Since it's a gift for ngng, I'll go along for the fun," said Zheng Guangrong, who was completely in the mood for spectating, curious about what else this son-in-law of the Guan family had prepared as a gift.
"Uncle Three, I was just about to leave," Zheng Xiaohai interjected.
"Let's head out together; my car is still parked outside."
The Guan family's residential complex was considered a mid-to-high-end enclave, segregating pedestrians from traffic, not allowing unregistered vehicles to enter.
So the group made their way downstairs en masse, exiting the complex.
There, Feng Lina stood by the roadside, beside a brand-new red Panara.
"ngng!"
"Auntie, Uncle..."
Feng Lina didn't expect everyone to co out, and she recognized a sowhat familiar face in the crowd.
Hmm?
Her high school classmate, Zheng Xiaohai?
"Nana, long ti no see!"
Just as Feng Lina was wondering if it was indeed him, Zheng Xiaohai greeted her, using the nickna from their high school days.
"It really is you."
"I was afraid I'd recognized the wrong person!"
Feng Lina replied with a smile, curiously asking, "What are you doing here?"
"My Uncle Three and Uncle Guan are neighbors, I happened to be visiting and ran into..." Zheng Xiaohai explained, his gaze naturally falling on the Panara behind Feng Lina. He knew Feng Lina worked in sales at Porsche.
He naturally guessed that the car was probably a gift from Yang Hao to Guan ngng.
"Hao, your gift has arrived."
"Please check it out~!"
After greeting an old classmate, Feng Lina hurriedly wrapped things up with a cheerful deanor. Previously, when Yang Hao bought cars from her, they were delivered on trailers, but since this car was a gift for her cousin Guan ngng, she had driven it over herself.
"It's actually a car!"
"And it's a Porsche!!"
Zheng Guangrong, who had co for the show, couldn't help but exclaim.
While fine art and pianos were surely valuable, they were ant to stay at ho. A car like this, however, was different—it was a symbol of status.
A young woman like Guan ngng driving a Panara would be the center of attention wherever she went.
Guan Weimin and Xu Yanfen exchanged glances; their daughter's current car was a "Ballet Cat," which was fine for daily commutes, but of course, couldn't compare to a Porsche Panara.
They were not even in the sa league!
Looking at the Panara parked by the roadside, Guan ngng couldn't help but recall a visit to her cousin's dealership.
She had ntioned then how much she liked this car, and she couldn't believe Yang Hao had actually given it to her!
And if things were as expected, it was probably her cousin who had revealed her preference.
Guan ngng turned to look at Yang Hao, her feelings mixed.
Facing such an unreasonably extravagant temporary boyfriend, she had no idea what to do!
And at a ti like this, neither thanks nor refusal seed appropriate.
"See if you like it," Yang Hao said with a nod, a smile on his face.
"I like it."
"Of course I like it..." Guan ngng replied without a second thought.
She really wasn't the coy type—if she liked sothing, she liked it!
After receiving the last gift, everyone headed back upstairs.
Zheng Guangrong, having had his fill of drama, went ho, while Zheng Xiaohai, after seeing the Panara Yang Hao had given, drove away in his BMW 3 Series, filled with reluctance.
Having already spent several years scrambling in the world, he knew that he stood no chance with Doctor Guan.
The competition was too strong.
There was no opportunity at all!
He'd already made a silent comparison in his mind, realizing he had no advantage other than being a bit older.
But n and won differ; no one really cares about a small age difference, especially when the wealth and status gap is so wide.
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