The little guy was small, but the bag was not heavy and he could hold it steadily.
After the little guy left, Jiang Tingxu turned to the man and asked, "Where's mom and dad?"
"They left at the airport. I almost forgot that the bag you asked for is still in the trunk."
Jiang Tingxu was a little surprised.
"Did you really get it?"
Mo Boyuan laughed when he saw his wife's silly and cute look.
"Dear, are you so unconfident about your in-laws' abilities?"
Wasn't it just a bag?
How difficult could it be?
Even if the production had stopped, as long as the old couple asked for it, wouldn't the factory quickly create a new one?
Jiang Tingxu curled her lips at the man.
"You..."
Mo Boyuan coughed, held his wife's hand, and rubbed it a few more times.
"Wait for me, I'll go down and bring the bag up."
"No need, Dad and Mom didn't know but how could you not know whether I truly wanted the bag or not?"
