"Tang Tang..."
Huangfu Zheng heard the voice behind him and felt somewhat uneasy. How could he have forgotten about this person?
He had intended to pretend not to hear and to hurry away with his wife, but alas, the person beside him had already stopped.
He had no choice but to stop as well...
Tang Anzhi turned to look at the person walking over and gave a slight smile, "Wang Meng, thank you for the gifts you sent my son." Huangfu Zheng had already arranged for those gifts to be passed to her.
They were two pieces of top-quality warm jade that were beneficial for the body, cool in the summer and warm in the winter, and they were even carved into the shapes of zodiac animals; this year was the year of the tiger.
She was quite pleased with the gifts, but there was another gift that left her speechless. Could it actually be two exquisitely crafted daggers? Had he not considered that the two were still infants?
