"You're such a child, always spending money recklessly!"
Li Guiru had never thought about herself; her whole heart was on Lin Baici.
Lin Baici quickly returned to his room, rummaged through his backpack for two prepared boxes, and ran back to the kitchen.
"Mom, wash your hands and open the gifts first!"
Lin Baici waved the boxes.
The boxes were wrapped in colorful paper, with a red ribbon tied into a bow on top, giving a sense of ceremony.
This was Ji Xinyan's handiwork.
"I'll look after wrapping the dumplings!"
Li Guiru still had to go to work later.
"Mom, hurry up!"
Lin Baici urged, knowing his mom worried about time constraints and being late for work: "You can just take a day off!"
Li Guiru knew this was her son's heartfelt gesture; she didn't want to discourage him, so she washed her hands and returned to the living room.
The two gifts were already placed on the coffee table.
Lin Baici reached out and made a gesture of invitation.
