Tiana nodded, "Alright, let see what my fourth brother gave ."
She opened another not-so-large box.
"Why so mysterious..."
Before she finished speaking, she saw a wine glass.
Tiana: "..."
She looked at him strangely and blinked her charming and confused fox eyes, "Why are you giving this? To make drink more?"
"Open it all," his clear voice was still very calm.
Tiana ripped off all the wrapping paper inside and discovered that this glass was different from the others...
The rim had a lipstick mark like a striking rose, not very obvious, yet it added a unique touch to the glass.
"This..."
She spoke, then froze, feeling that this glass was sowhat familiar, no, to be precise, it was this lipstick mark that was familiar.
Holding the glass, she silently thought for a few seconds.
"Ah! This is the wine glass from when I was in Azurea with Julian Eas at that bar."
After speaking, Tiana looked at him suspiciously, "How is it in your hands? Did you swipe it?"
"Bought it."
Tiana couldn’t understand what he ant. After picking up the glass, she saw it was engraved with a letter that nearly matched the lipstick color: "Ti."
To engrave on such a thin glass...
How did he do it?
No, this material isn’t entirely glass. She rubbed her hand against the body of the glass, feeling the coolness, and paused, "It seems like there’s a layer of crystal on the outside. How did I not notice at the ti? The bar owner must be too generous."
So, it wasn’t engraved on the glass itself, but a letter was written on it and then coated with a layer of transparent crystal.
No wonder the glass looked so unique.
Aiden Shaw saw her admiring the craftsmanship of this water glass, seemingly not displeased with this gift, and his thin lips moved gently as he said, "It was processed afterward."
Afterward...
Tiana, who had always prided herself on being clever, felt she couldn’t understand his thoughts this ti.
She blinked again, looking at him without understanding, "You bought it and then processed it, left my lipstick mark, wrote my letter... What does this gift an? I don’t quite get it."
Aiden Shaw also lowered his eyes, looking at the wine glass in her hand, his ink brown pupils reflecting a deep, serious look that she had never seen before.
She didn’t urge him, waiting for him to answer.
Aiden Shaw pressed his lips together, "This action might seem a bit abrupt."
Not just a bit abrupt...
It’s way too abrupt!
She truly didn’t understand.
Aiden Shaw continued, "Let’s start with my lineage."
Tiana looked at the starlight in his eyes, his voice soft as she nodded curiously, "Okay."
Aiden Shaw was born on a day of thunder and lightning.
The lightning never stopped that whole night, as if illuminating the entire city.
His biological mother had a difficult delivery, and when things were getting critical, the doctor decided to perform a cesarean section.
Just pushed onto the operating table, his mother successfully gave birth to him.
Thunder roared all night, and he was born without a cry, as if he didn’t know he had co to the world.
When the doctor tapped the soles of his feet, he still didn’t cry, leading them to suspect he was born mute.
All the dical staff felt sothing was strange. After his mother completed her confinent, the doctor ca ho to check his hearing and vision, finding no issues.
But he didn’t cry once in the first two months.
At two months, he finally cried for the first ti, making the whole family very happy, proving he wasn’t born mute.
At the sa ti, a tragedy occurred when his grandmother accidentally fell, hitting her head on the corner of the stairs, bleeding profusely. By the ti she was rushed to the hospital, she was brain dead, with rescue efforts proving futile.
His mother, imrsed in the grief of his grandmother’s passing, didn’t connect the two events.
When he was nearly three months old, he cried again. This ti, after crying, the servant who had always looked after him suddenly died of a brain hemorrhage...
At that ti, the Shaw family was in turmoil. His fourth uncle stepped up, saying he went to the Buddhist temple for advice, where an enlightened monk told him this was a reincarnation of an evil spirit.
Back then, his fourth uncle was highly favored by their grandfather. His father had little power in the Shaw family, wanting to protect him dearly, while his mother threatened her life, ultimately keeping him.
He had just turned three months old when he cried again.
The household was in a panic, worried about who would be next.
Unexpectedly, his grandfather fell ill, and the enlightened monk inford the Shaw family that the evil aura on him could only be purified by the Buddhist temple, ultimately suggesting he beco a monk for thirty-seven years.
This matter beca known to his mother’s good friend, Rouge Jarvis, who didn’t believe an evil spirit could reincarnate. If it were truly an evil spirit, it should be suppressed in the eighteen layers of hell, never to reincarnate, so how could it be reborn?
So, Rouge Jarvis took him back to the Ford family’s care, where he stayed for over twenty years without incident.
Later, his father gained so standing in the Shaw family, sharing power with the fourth uncle. Naturally, he was brought back to the Shaw family, but he couldn’t forget the grace the Ford family had shown him.
The grace of life was heavy, and the grace of upbringing was also heavy.
The events after that, Tiana knew, having heard from May Sloane.
Lord Shaw Fourth made everyone scared because he was so ruthless that he showed no rcy to his kin. At eighteen, with his wise brain and unparalleled comrcial mind, he entered the construction industry.
He wasn’t exactly starting from scratch; his parents gave him a foundation. He erged like a dark horse, breaking through encirclent, gradually overtaking his fourth uncle in competition, revealing all the wrongs committed over the years and personally reporting them.
In the end, he took over all his fourth uncle’s power within the Shaw family, stepping up and earning Old Master Shaw’s admiration, thus becoming the Shaw family heir.
Unbeknownst to most, there was such a history behind him.
Tiana pursed her lips and said, "So, you and third brother... No, it’s sixth brother, aren’t the biological sons of the Ford family, but in na, you’re the sons of Mr. and Mrs. Ford."
Mr. Ford was her affectionate reference to her dad.
"Mm."
Tiana pondered and nodded, feeling emotional about how difficult her fourth brother’s babyhood was, suddenly wanting to laugh, raising her eyes to look at his ink-colored hair, casting shadows under the warm light.
If back then Mom hadn’t intervened, this hair... cough, cough...
She finally couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing, "Fourth brother, thank goodness Mom brought you back, or you’d be a monk in the temple for thirty-seven years. Let count, ha, you’d probably be a high monk by now, hahaha..."
Aiden Shaw: "..."
She laughed again, "To be honest, when I first saw fourth brother, I thought you’d be perfect as a monk."
"Those things..."
Tiana interrupted, "I know, they were all orchestrated by your fourth uncle."
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