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  Chapter 112 Li Beibei's carefully prepared birthday present

  Li Beibei was holding an exquisite gift box in his hand.

  After Su Qingdai saw it, her surprise was beyond words: "Bebe, is this for me?"

  Li Beibei let out a cold sigh in his heart, but he handed over the gift box with a smile on his face: "Qing Dai, I wish you a happy birthday. This is a gift I carefully prepared for you. I hope you like it."

  Su Qingdai was indeed extremely happy in her heart.

  Before she hinted that Li Beibei lacked a bag, and hinted at one.

  Looking at the size of this gift box, it looks like a bag.

  Li Beibei smiled: "Why don't you take it apart and have a look?"

  Su Qingdai had exactly this intention.

  As she couldn't wait to open the gift box, she pretended to be polite and said, "Didn't I tell you not to give gifts before? Babe, I'm really sorry that you gave me such an expensive gift."

  The gift box has been opened.

   Inside is indeed a bag.

   But it wasn't the brand-name bag that Su Qingdai expected.

   It is a handmade bag woven with wool.

   And the stitching is still crappy, it looks rough.

  The smile on Su Qingdai's face froze instantly, and she still reluctantly took out the bag: "Beibei, what brand of bag is this, why haven't I seen it before?"

The smile on Li Beibei's face was even bigger: "This is not a bag of any brand, it is a hand-woven bag that I wove by myself. It took me a month to hook it up, and it made my eyes blur. Why? So, Qingdai, do you like it?"

  Su Qingdai was speechless in her heart.

  Who wants your hand-woven bag? What she likes is the brand, the kind of limited edition that can be envied by others.

  Before Li Beibei said that she would definitely give her a precious bag, Su Qingdai never thought it would be this.

Although I was so disappointed that I couldn't add it, I still had to pretend to be surprised: "Beibei, I really like it. The bag you woven by yourself is so beautiful. I am really touched by your intention. This gift It really surprised me more than any gift I've ever received."

  Looking at Su Qingdai pinching her fingers and forcing a smile on her face, Li Beibei only thought it was funny, and her mood improved a lot.

   Of course, Li Beibei didn't weave this bag by herself, but bought it from a novice craftsman for 50 yuan.

  In the eyes of Su Qingdai before, she was just a wealthy daughter with a lot of money. In recent years, Su Qingdai has also benefited a lot from Li Beibei.

  Now she will not let Su Qingdai take advantage of herself.

  Li Beibei knew that Su Qingdai was very disappointed with this fifty yuan bag, but she "made it herself" by Li Beibei, so she had to bear it.

  After some hypocrisy, Su Qingdai didn't care about the gift anymore.

  She asked Li Beibei: "Beibei, when will Yi Ziyao come over?"

  Li Beibei said indifferently: "Let's wait until he finishes his work. He has an announcement today, so it may be later."

  Su Qingdai was anxious: "You called to remind me. I sent him a message, but he didn't reply to me."

  Li Beibei called in front of Su Qingdai, but she couldn't get through.

  Su Qingdai was even more disappointed, but also began to worry.

  As the banquet started and time passed, more and more people came to ask her when Yi Ziyao would come.

  Su Qingdai became more and more worried.

  Yi Ziyao won't be too busy to forget that today is her birthday.

  (end of this chapter)