But Qin Miao didn't do that; instead, he honestly took out the money.
If you say Qin Miao took the watch to give to Zhou Guanyu and got it for free, well, he wouldn't mind too much—it's fine as long as he has sothing for that guy.
But this item is ant for his future father-in-law; while the surface should be presentable, Qin Miao needs to make sure the inside is done right too.
Sincerity and attitude must be shown.
Qing's mom also bought a ladies' watch from Schaffhausen using Qin Miao's money.
Though these aren't couple watches, from the look and color, it's easy to think they are a pair.
The gift Qing prepared for Qin Miao's mom wasn't as convenient as what Qin Miao did; she embroidered a scarf for Qin Miao's mom herself.
Qing bought a scarf base fabric online and then arranged the fabric into a scarf, personally embroidering a peony flower onto it.
It's not expensive, but compared to Qin Miao's gift, this scarf is full of Qing's heartfelt intention.
Afterwards, Qin Miao took Qing to her doorstep and then hauled the two boxes ho himself.
When entering his neighborhood, Qin Miao noticed sothing different about it.
The entrance used to be an uphill road, and once up, there was an open space surrounded by houses.
But now, facing Qin Miao is an access-controlled gate, the kind where the bar lifts automatically.
However, there's still an entrance for people to walk through, and Qin Miao pulled his stuff in.
Walking the streets he had traversed countless tis as a child, both sides of the scenery remained so familiar and warm.
He ascended the hill and saw his building; the light in his ho window was still on, stirring a sense of urgency inside Qin Miao.
What surprised Qin Miao, though, was that his Ferrari 488 Pista was not parked in the open space at ho.
Qin Miao didn't panic, believing it couldn't possibly be lost. He went to the second floor, took out the key, and a bit awkwardly opened the door to his ho.
Once the door opened, the sound of the TV reached Qin Miao's ears.
Walking into the living room, he saw his mom also peering over curiously.
She might have been wondering how the door opened—was there a burglar or sothing?
But upon seeing it was Qin Miao who entered, a visibly joyful smile appeared on his mom's face.
"Son! Why are you back?" After saying this, Qin Miao's mom quickly threw the sunflower seed shells in her hand into the trash and hurriedly walked over.
"When did you co back? Couldn't you give a heads up? I thought a thief broke in." Although her words carried so complaint, her tone was very happy.
Watching his mom approach, Qin Miao felt another emotion.
It was as if all the burdens on him were lifted, and he felt completely relaxed.
This might be what they call ho.
Then Qin Miao, under his mom's slightly bewildered gaze, reached out and hugged her.
Perhaps because Qin Miao had spent too long abroad, his personality had beco more outgoing, or maybe because it was the first ti being apart from his mom for so long; anyway, once he saw his mom, he hugged her involuntarily.
His mom was surprised by the sudden gesture but quickly smiled and patted Qin Miao's back: "It's good you're back."
After letting go of his mom, Qin Miao then noticed that she seed to look younger than before he went abroad.
Qin Miao's eyesight is excellent now, so he could easily notice that not only were the wrinkles on his mom's face not increasing, but there seed to be fewer than before he left.
"Let help you with that."
Qin Miao blocked his mom's hand: "No, no, the stuff is heavy. I can do it myself."
His mom didn't insist but stood aside, smiling and observing her son, whom she hadn't seen in a long ti.
"You've grown so much stronger, even more handso than on TV." While speaking, she reached out and squeezed Qin Miao's arm.
In every parent's eyes, their son might just be the most handso person in the world.
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