He was so happy that he couldn't stop grinning, as if he was afraid that Qiao Nian wouldn't ask for anything. "Take a look first. Tell Grandpa what you like. I'll take you to buy it."
"Okay."
Old Master Jiang was afraid that she would only agree verbally and not look for him. He thought for a moment and said, "Take a photo of whatever you like and send it to me. I'll buy it for you or transfer the money to you on WeChat."
Qiao Nian's heart suddenly softened, as if a warm current was flowing through it. She nodded at him solemnly. "I know. I'll tell you if there's anything I like."
"Good. Don't forget it."
Old Master Jiang was satisfied.
