Zhang Shicai fell silent for a moment, then gave Wu a solemn fist salute, "Thank you, I'll think it over."
"Okay, find me anytime when you have decided."
Wu left the room, and Zhang Shicai sat beside the bed, watching his sleeping granddaughter, his gaze filled with sorrow, struggle, and reluctance...
July 15th, today is Xiaoyun's 9th birthday, and Wu had promised to spend it with her.
That evening, the show crew specially chose a restaurant to celebrate Xiaoyun's birthday. Wu bought a cake, and each member of the crew had prepared a gift for Xiaoyun. In just a few days of getting to know her, everyone had grown fond of the optimistic and cheerful little girl. They also felt sorry for her because of her background.
"What's the gift from Brother Wu?" Xiaoyun asked, her face beaming as she looked up at Wu.
Wu approached with his hands behind his back, then pulled out something from behind and handed it to Xiaoyun, "Look, do you like it?"
