"Lu Man, I am your step-mother, after all, and also your aunt. We've been living together for so many years, there must be some feelings and ties between us too, right?" Xia Qingyang replied politely and bashfully.
"Haha!" Xia Qingyang laughed sarcastically. "Stop trying to praise yourself!"
Lu Qi tugged onto Xia Qingyang's shirt sleeve, then used her chin to point at the fruit basket in Xia Qingyang's hand.
Xia Qingyang remembered and hurriedly shoved the fruits basket at Xia Qingwei, "Elder sister, this is a small gift from us."
Lu Man side-eyed the fruit basket, it was quite a joke.
Xia Qingyang had been a rich lady for ten years already, yet she was still so stingy and a miser.
She may have called it a fruit basket, but the fruits inside were just apples, bananas, some oranges. Whose fruits basket would be like this?
Even an average ordinary person would consider this fruit basket as a cheap gift!
