The day I left together with Lu An.
He took out my box containing my grandmother's belongings and forced me to make a choice.
"Son or dowry box, you choose one?"
I glanced at Lu Xuan, who was afraid of being chosen by me, and said in a calm tone: "Dowry box."
Lu Xuan happily threw himself into Lu An Cheng's arms: "Dad, we will go find Aunt Qingqing to ride a horse soon!"
They naively thought they had taken advantage of me.
Little did I know that I didn't want to choose this son who I didn't know well from the beginning.
The so-called grandmother's relics are just trophies from my successful strategy.
So beautifully written
Beautiful, compact and moving!