"I don't need it, Grandma..."

"Take this."

Since Li Yusa was also there, Zhuang Peilan didn't say much. Instead, she forcefully shoved the small wooden box into Ou Yan's hand.

"Go home and watch again..."

"Thank you, grandma."

Then, looking at Song Qiao Ying and the others, she asked, "Shall we go now"

Li Yuanfu said a few words, and his eyes were also a little moist.

"Come on, it's not like we're parting ways forever. Whenever you want to see me, just fly over, or I can fly to you. It's only a twelve-hour flight, isn't it"

"er cold indifference towards Li Qianshan just now, Ou Yan's attitude towards Chu Lao was full of interest and deep meaning. It was as if she was playing chess with an old friend, watching the adorable...