"What gifts have you guys prepared for the two little ones?" Gong Yutao asked.
Today was the twins' full-month celebration. It was time for them, as uncles, to present their gifts.
Yun Jinrong glanced at him and snickered, "Mind your own business, why do you care about what we're giving? Are you planning to copy us or something?"
"Never mind then, who wants to be like you? Mine is one of a kind." Gong Yutao immediately glared back at him.
"If that's the case, then stop prying. It's about time we head over," Wang Tianhao said.
The others nodded in agreement, their presents having been chosen with great care. But gifting something to children wasn't as simple as picking out women's gifts—it was truly a tough choice.
Gong Yutao still couldn't help but press for an answer, "What exactly are you talking about? Give me a hint." He mainly asked because he didn't know what to give, so he planned to prepare a red envelope with a hundred thousand yuan.
