She could not think of what to give.
Last year, for her birthday, Gu Yuying gifted her a luxurious sports car! What should she gift in return?
"Mr. Jun, what should I give Uncle? He lacks nothing, what should I gift him for his birthday?" Luo Qingli asked Jun Ziyu countless times.
But Jun Ziyu's response was always the same: "As long as it's gifted by you, Madam, I believe Mr. Gu would like anything."
"Can't you come up with something different?" Luo Qingli was literally speechless, was she even more incapable of thinking? Couldn't he provide some constructive suggestions?
"As long as Madame's funds are sufficient, houses, cars, and watches are all possible," Jun Ziyu finally suggested.
"He doesn't lack these either, to someone who doesn't lack money, aren't these gifts just cliché? I need to gift something valuable that can represent my intentions." After some consideration, Luo Qingli still couldn't think of something that could represent her intentions.
