"Mother, this is the birthday gift I've got for you, I hope you like it."
Rong Zhuo took out a beautifully wrapped small box from his pocket and handed it to Lan Jin.
Since she already knew they were her own sons, Lan Jin no longer felt any psychological burden accepting the gift and thanked him before taking it.
"Mother, you must accept my gift as well."
Rong Ni handed Lan Jin a set of car keys, his most cherished race car which he wanted to give to his mother.
Lan Jin held her forehead, "I won't accept this one; it's no use to me, I don't drive."
Rong Ni's lips pursed in disappointment, but Lan Jin quickly stroked his head, her voice involuntarily softened, "When you race one day, I will come to watch. How about that?"
Sure enough, Rong Ni's eyes brightened again, "Really? You're really willing to come see my race?"
