"Yu, what gift are you going to give Miss Huo to thank her this time?" asked Zhuo Yun quickly.
He had already contemplated what other rare objects his boss had, including those antiques in his collection. However, he felt they were not good enough.
Yang Yi glanced at Zhuo Yun. He seriously found Zhuo Yun's actions traitorous, even though he also felt reluctantly that Zhuo Yun made sense.
Min Yu pursed his lips and did not feel like replying to Zhuo Yun at the moment. "Are you too bored or something?"
Zhuo Yun touched his nose. "It's not that. I was just asking." Then he smiled sheepishly.
Yang Yi recalled how ordinary and old the estate was where Huo Yao lived. He could not help suggesting, "Why don't we gift a house to Miss Huo?"
Zhuo Yun's eyes instantly lit up. "That's a great idea. Even better if she could stay next door and be neighbors with us."
