Chapter 246: Chapter 241 I Want It
Ye Shiqi didn’t return the gift she held in her hands, not because she was too greedy. Even if she had returned the gift, the young Master of the Tang Family wouldn’t have been able to give it to soone else, as it had her na inscribed on it.
It was possible to remove the na, and then the gift could be given to soone else, but deep down she really liked the gift that Tang Shunyan had given her, regardless of its value.
She felt that the next ti Tang Shunyan had a birthday, she would give him a gift in return. The gift would be a token of her feelings, which might not compare in value to what Tang Shunyan had given her now.
Although Ye Shiqi was only two years old now, her mind was not that of a child’s. Tang Shunyan had always been so nice to her, she didn’t think the kind of affection that siblings have could make this little boy feel so special towards her.
In her previous life, she had never married; she lacked both the love of a mother and a father, and always felt that foreign n weren’t the ones she could entrust her life to.
Before she transmigrated, she had dated so male friends, but never truly gave away her heart, much less her body to soone else. It could be said that her soul was sowhat purer.
During her studies abroad, not only did male students from other countries, but also from her own, pursue her, so employing despicable ans to win her favor.
She was always guarded and had a bit of Combat Power, so they never succeeded in their intentions. In such a chaotic foreign country, where other students would carry guns and knives, she carried guns and knives as well.
As a second-generation rich, her father provided her with ample funds. While she worked hard at her studies, it was impossible for anyone to offend or bully her without consequence; she wasn’t soone to be trifled with.
Although her personality wasn’t particularly tough, she couldn’t afford to be too gentle in that kind of environnt.
Now, in the era of this book, without the high-tech of her previous world, she had the love of a father and a mother, and even the affection from friends.
Perhaps it was Tang Shunyan’s sincere Care that allowed her to treasure his concern, while also burying it deep within her heart.
At their age, they could only maintain a friendship. Whether this feeling would intensify in the future was not sothing she, at the age of two, considered.
After her birthday had passed, she knew that in a month or two it would be Tang Shunyan’s birthday.
Now that the little boy had given her a gift, she wanted to make a gift by hand as well.
She ntioned this to her father and asked for the most valuable wood scraps from the lumber mill.
When Hongji heard his daughter’s request, he asked about the dinsions of the wood she wanted. After hearing the size, he had an idea in mind; his daughter surely wanted to make so trinkets to give to others.
On that very day, Hongji returned from the lumber mill with a bag in hand, containing the most valuable wood from the facility.
Ever since their lumber mill had started, not only did they produce affordable wooden furniture suitable for commoners, but they also crafted rosewood furniture and had a division for intricate carvings, with Hongji taking the lead on those works.
The woods used for carving were more expensive and included pear wood, old sandalwood, and green sandalwood.
Hongji brought back a slightly bigger piece of pear wood as well as scraps from the old sandalwood and green sandalwood.
When he arrived ho, the family was waiting for him for dinner. Mrs. Lai, who was sitting on the old wisteria chair in the yard just like she did every evening, sat under the eaves waiting for her son to return so the entire family could dine together.
Upon seeing the bag in her son’s hands, Mrs. Lai’s eyes shifted, and she had an idea. Normally, she needed the help of a maid to rise from her wisteria chair, but to get her son’s bag faster, her arms and legs suddenly found strength!
Her plump body quickly took two steps. Sitting for too long had made her legs numb, and she nearly fell flat on her face.
Workers standing by, quick to react, supported her, thus preventing Mrs. Lai from a face-down encounter with the ground!
After steadying herself, Mrs. Lai’s legs were still not capable of walking quickly; she felt that she might sprain her foot if she tried. Oh, how anxious she was!
“Son, quick, quick, quick! Did you bring back sothing good? Hand the bag!” Mrs. Lai would always want to see or even claim whatever was in the bags held by her husband or herself.
She had long cultivated a habit for greed, and at that mont, her nose caught a whiff of fragrance.
She knew about the valuable wood carvings produced by her son’s factory. Even the ordinary rosewood, which was still superior to common wood, could be carved from those scraps into jewelry boxes and quaint trinkets.
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