About fifteen minutes later, Chi Jingxuan returned with a chill to his body, holding in his hand a palm-sized box, his face full of disdain.
Why was it that the gift for Grandpa was a counterfeit Three Passages worth tens of millions, and the gift for Grandma was a flower species that she truly adored from the bottom of her heart, but for him, it was something that looked shabby at first glance?
Looking gloomily at the black little gift box and turning it over several times, Chi Jingxuan asked in a muffled and irritated tone, "Is this the gift you planned to give me?"
Qin Yuji nodded her head.
Seeing his displeased look, Qin Yuji coaxed him, "Why don't you open it and take a look?"
Chi Jingxuan heaved a sigh and with a click, opened the box.
Inside the box was a commemorative medal that obviously had some age to it, with a dandelion in full bloom engraved on the front.
