The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 139 New Year's Day Gift
"It's nothing, just met." Just after Qingqian finished speaking, WeChat came in from the phone.

"Qingqian, I forgot your blanket in the activity room and I put it away for you, and I will bring it here for you next time." - Gu Shuyan.

"What's wrong?" Lu Xuanyan asked.

"Senior said he put away the blanket for me." Qingqian shrugged: "Let's go back quickly."

"Okay." Lu Xuanyan nodded and couldn't help laughing.

The New Year's Day is coming soon, Mr. Su ordered people to hang red lanterns everywhere in the Su manor, and the usual simple and elegant garden became festive for a while.

"Has your Grandpa Lin's room been tidied up?" Old Master Su stroked Qingqian's head lovingly.

"Don't worry, Grandpa." Qingqian patted her small chest, "Everything is done, just wait for Grandpa Lin to come."

Mr. Lin lived alone in the Lin Mansion all year round. As his close friend, Mr. Su often bickered, but during the holidays, as long as there was no one in the Lin family, he would bring Mr. Lin to celebrate the festival together, which was very righteous.

"Grandpa, Xuanyan and I will go shopping on Shantang Street after dinner tonight. There will be a lantern festival over there." Qingxiao said with a smile, "Let me tell you."

"It's a big holiday, it's too late and it's not safe outside." Old Man Su frowned.

"No, I promise I will be home before ten o'clock!" Qingqian almost swore to the sky.

"Okay, you go and play happily," Mr. Su has always loved Qingqian: "I will let that brat Qingxian pick you up later, so I can rest assured."

"Success!" Qingqian nodded.

"Grandpa, Grandpa Lin, and brother, this is a New Year's Day gift I prepared for you!" On the dinner table, Qingqian mysteriously took out three boxes.

Elder Su and Elder Lin looked at each other, obviously curious, Su Qingxian even straightened his body, let's say it that day, Qingqian must be preparing a gift for herself.

What Qingqian gave to Grandpa Lin and Grandpa was a finely crafted writing brush, and what Qingqian gave to Su Qingxian was a purse.

"I learned this from Xuanyan's grandfather. I made the writing brush myself. Do you like it?" Su Qingqian said pretendingly.

"I like it. You made the cover of this writing brush, too." Mr. Lin grinned so happily that the corners of his mouth almost reached the ears. He had received a handkerchief embroidered with Qingqian, so he naturally knew whose hand this brush cover came from.

"Yes." Qing smiled and nodded.

"Then why do I only have a purse!" Er Lao was so happy that Su Qingxian couldn't laugh.

"Who said that!" Qingqian said righteously, "There is a handkerchief in your purse. I embroidered bamboo with my own hands. Other handkerchiefs only have names!"

(End of this chapter)