The Favored Heiress

The gifts were halfway unwrapped, and there were still a few exquisite brocade boxes left on the table, as well as a very inconspicuous handbag.

Duan Yixuan’s eyes sparkled as she turned to look at Li Qiao, "Shall we open yours next?"

She had asked the butler earlier, and that ancient handbag was indeed Li Qiao’s congratulatory gift.

At first glance, it seemed particularly thoughtless!

So, she planned on using Li Qiao to pave the way for the grand finale.

At this moment, Li Qiao was slouched casually in the Taishi Chair, glancing indifferently at Duan Yixuan, "Up to you."

The tricks to get attention from children were not something she cared to indulge in.

Yet Duan Jingming wouldn’t have it, "Hey, Xuanxuan, that won’t do, you said yourself we’re opening the gifts from smallest to largest, and Qiaoqiao’s box is the biggest, so it should be opened last."

Duan Yixuan had already reached for the handbag but reluctantly withdrew her hand because of Duan Jingming’s words, "Grandpa, I was just joking."