Fu Yisheng slightly furrowed his brow and sent a message to Song Xiufeng with his phone, inquiring about the situation.
He thought, apart from Song Xiufeng, there could be no one else.
The old father had finally found his beautiful and adorable daughter, and it was completely within expectations that he would shower her with everything he had.
Song Xiufeng quickly sent back a message, asking him to persuade Lu Qingqing to accept what had been sent to her that day without fail, as it was a small token from a father to his daughter.
A small token? Fu Yisheng watched as Chen Huiran kept taking out and opening box after box.
This token wasn't small at all.
