Duan Yilang stood in front of Li Qiao, looking at her indifferent expression, the corners of his lips twitching, but he didn't know how to start the conversation.
He had always known that Qiaoqiao was not close to them because of Duan Yixuan and felt a strong sense of distance.
Duan Yilang wanted to break this status quo, but he clearly lacked the ability.
Soon, Li Qiao finished sending a WeChat message, held her phone, and raised her chin toward the front courtyard, "It's almost time for dinner, let's go."
Duan Yilang responded and followed her back, trying to make conversation, "Qiaoqiao, what birthday gift have you prepared for Grandpa this time?"
"A trinket," Li Qiao replied succinctly.
Duan Yilang gave an embarrassed laugh, knowing she didn't want to elaborate, so he didn't ask further.
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Manchurian Garden was the dining room of Other Residence, a name chosen by Duan Jingming himself, implying a house filled with children and grandchildren.
