Old Madam Yao raised her eyebrows. "A gift is a gift," she stated. As long as the thought is there, it's enough."
She was just about to let these people leave.
However, Director Yang lowered his gaze. Nobody knew what he was thinking about. The people around him stuck their heads out to look at the gifts that had been brought, but they were all covered.
"Mom, why don't we take a look at the gifts? There are so many people who want to see it as well."
Qin Man stepped over to the boxes and was just about to open the lid.
However, the person who was holding the gift gripped the box even tighter.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Qin Man felt that she had lost face. She scowled. "What do you mean? I'm a member of the Yao Family, and you still wouldn't let me look at the gift? Who even sent you? Are you here to cause trouble?"
After saying that, she glared fiercely at the people as if she was sizing them up.
