That's my brother, he is the person who loves me the most.

And... I was really pretty useless when I was a kid... The same applies to today's matter. As for what you just said about whether you will call Aunt Liang in the future... I'll put it here for you, old man.

As long as I bring her here, she will be Aunt Liang from now on. Because I don’t want to make the old man sad anymore.”

"I don't care."

Seeing his firmness, Yang Mi shrugged casually:

"I'm actually more knowledgeable about this matter than you think. As long as our father is happy, it's fine, even if it's not nice to say... Even if Brother Sanshui and his sister-in-law have children in the future, they want to take over our family's property bit by bit.

I don’t have any objections to it being taken over by others. What’s at home belongs to the family, and what’s ours belongs to us. You don’t need such heavy ideological baggage... I’m not with you because of your money.”

"That's not possible. Sanshui and sister-in-law are not that kind of people~"

"I know, I just want to remind you..."

"..."

Xu Xin was not talking.

I just held my wife's hand.

Two people and two dogs were strolling along the street, which was still busy with traffic at almost 10 o'clock at night.

Driving further and further away in the cold wind.

…

The 25th, Christmas.

Early in the morning, Xu Xin received a Christmas gift prepared by his wife.

A box of pens.

In fact, it is quite difficult to choose a gift for Xu Xin.

Because he is a famous synonym for "low desire" among people in this circle.

He has no interest in luxury cars, luxury watches or souvenirs.

In addition, Yang Mi also takes care of the food, clothing, housing and transportation.

It is difficult to give a gift that is thoughtful and thoughtful no matter how much it costs.

Because he feels that he lacks nothing.

I have no desire to spend money.

However, Yang Mi’s gift was still thoughtful.

The pen she gave was not an ordinary pen, but the kind of tipped hero pen that cost 3 yuan a piece when Xu Xin and she first started learning pen calligraphy when they were children.

The inspiration came from a couple's night conversation one day.

We started talking about how we used pens to tease others. For example, the rubber tube used to store ink in Hero pens could be used as a water gun, and then we could flick someone's face and leave an ink mark on their face...

Xu Xin muttered, "It seems that the old-style pens are no longer available. That kind of pen is the most comfortable to use..."

He mentioned it casually, but Yang Mi got him a box directly.

And looking at the packaging... it's probably ten years at least.

Xu Xin was really happy to do it.

Compared with his wife, his gifts are a bit perfunctory.

An emerald necklace.

I asked an intermediary to sell it for me at Christie's in Hong Kong.

Not much money, less than fifteen million.

In terms of money, ten thousand boxes of pens are not as good as this necklace.

Regardless of my intentions... I just used the remote control, and asked Jay Chou to go to Wanwan to bring me the necklace, which made me look like a country bumpkin.

But Yang Mi was also very happy.

Because she is white.

The breasts are quite big.

This diamond-encrusted emerald just hangs down on the career line.

It looks so tempting...especially beautiful.

The two elders also received gifts bought by Yang Mi in the name of Xu Xin.

Yang Dalin is a Rolex watch.

Mom wears a set of La Mer cosmetics.

And the "four" little guys at home were not left behind either.

Zaizai and Niuniu had enough beef tendons today, and Nuannuan and Yangyang each got a little doll.

A Mickey Mouse and a Donald Duck.

As for the gifts Yang Mi prepared for Sun Ting and other people in the company, they were more sincere.

They are all red envelopes.

The minimum share is also two thousand.

The eldest is Sun Ting.

Tingting caught one of the three paper balls given out by Yang Mi in a perfunctory manner.

The result is "the year-end bonus is doubled."

Yang Mi would not tell her that the rewards for the three paper balls were actually the same...

Because she really couldn't figure out how to buy a gift for her assistant.

The joyful atmosphere of Christmas lasted from morning to afternoon.

At around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the couple went directly to the Bird's Nest.

There are no special Christmas gifts for friends.

Xu Xin didn’t buy it anyway.

Not only did he not buy it, he saw Wang Sicong who was picking up his mobile phone in the waiting room, and he directly extended his hand:

"Merry Christmas... where are the presents?"

Who knew that the eldest young master wouldn’t do this either:

"Your gift is outside. The Bentley I drive is. Where is mine?"

Although he didn’t know whether it was true or false, Xu Xin still took off his Patek Philippe watch from his wrist:

"No, I'm afraid the metal watch strap will be too cold, so I'll warm it up for you."

Wang Sicong sneered:

"Do you think I'm a fool? This is obviously the time when you abducted Deng Ziqi. You and Wanwan bought it as a couple! I've seen how many years you've been carrying it!"

Xu Xin was not to be outdone:

"You haven't driven your Bentley for a long time recently, so you're afraid of burning oil, so you're here for a spin today, right? It was me who gave you the idea when I asked you to choose a sexy red one!"

"..."

"..."

The two stared at each other for a while...

"A tie?"

Hearing Wang Sicong's words, Xu Xin nodded:

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Concession."

Take a look, the world is in decline, and people's hearts are not as good as ever.

But it's not like there are no good people.

Lang Lang, who came in with Gong Xinliang, saw the two of them coming, and took out two aluminum tubes from his handbag with a smile:

"Hey, Lao Xu, Lao Wang, give me a Christmas gift."

Xu Xin took it and took a look...

have to.

cigar.

"Just one?"

"I smoked the rest. I originally planned to give it to you as a Christmas gift. But I didn't get any national gifts this time and the stock was running low, so I opened it. Hey, this thing is delicious when used to make smoked whiskey.

.You two can make do with each other~ What the hell, Merry Christmas.”
To be continued...