Inheritance of Two Trillion
Chapter 1409 - 1269: Luo Family Presents a Gift_2

Chapter 1409: Chapter 1269: Luo Family Presents a Gift_2

Luo Danlun even had an expression of agreement, truly inheriting the family’s temperament.

This family views love and marriage as things that can be competed for. Shouldn’t these be matters of mutual affection, naturally falling into place?

"Even if your Luo family has royal lineage, political aristocracy, don’t even think about taking Xuelian from me!" Bai Xiaosheng thought to himself.

Wei Tianhe chuckled lightly, not commenting on Luo Yuefeng’s remarks, but in his heart, he likely had his own critiques. He simply refrained from speaking out for the sake of courtesy.

Luo Yuefeng and his group steadily walked into the pavilion.

Bai Xiaosheng and Luo Danlun stepped aside to make room for these elders.

Luo Yuefeng took a seat across from Wei Tianhe without hesitation. Noticing the large wooden box on the stone table—clearly the one Luo Danlun had brought—he immediately laughed. "What’s this? You’ve already reached the stage of presenting gifts here? Good, good."

Luo Yuefeng pointed at the box, speaking to Wei Tianhe with a smug expression. "Old Wei, open it and take a look. This treasure cost my grandson Danlun twenty million US Dollars and took immense effort to procure! This kid cares about you more than he does me, his own grandfather! I don’t really understand this thing, but the two lovely ladies and this old fellow I brought today—they are connoisseurs just like you!"

While speaking, Luo Yuefeng gestured toward the two elderly women and the thin old man.

"Oh?!" Wei Tianhe’s gaze fell on the box on the table, a glimmer shining in his eyes.

The three elders Luo Yuefeng pointed to also had their eyes light up.

When people age, they tend to dedicate themselves deeply to their hobbies!

Nearby, Luo Danlun observed the expressions of Wei Tianhe and the others, immediately smiling and even sneaking a glance at Bai Xiaosheng.

In his view, a thoughtful gift demonstrated his sincerity toward Sir Wei, which also meant showing respect for Wei Xuelian.

The key was that the item was incredibly rare!

Luo Danlun couldn’t help but glance at Bai Xiaosheng.

What exactly did this kid bring as a gift...

Though twenty million US Dollars isn’t considered an astronomical sum, it converts to roughly 130 to 140 million yuan!

For an ordinary family, this might be an earth-shattering number, something they’ve never even dreamed of!

A faint, imperceptible smile crept onto the corners of Luo Danlun’s lips, especially as he noticed Bai Xiaosheng staring at the box with slightly furrowed brows.

Luo Danlun’s heart felt even more delight.

What Luo Danlun didn’t know was that Bai Xiaosheng’s furrowed brows weren’t due to being shocked by the price, but rather because he connected Luo Yuefeng’s earlier words, causing him to feel astonished.

Sir Wei’s preference?

Bai Xiaosheng mused to himself—

Could it also be a purple clay teapot?!

If so, wouldn’t the gifts overlap?

...

Urged on by his circle of elderly friends, Wei Tianhe opened the wooden box meticulously, with eyes full of anticipation and a smile on his face.

The other three elders who shared his interests immediately crowded around, eager to see what kind of rare treasure was contained within.

With them leaning together, younger generations like Bai Xiaosheng and Luo Danlun naturally couldn’t get closer—it would have been highly inappropriate.

Lin Weiwei and Lei Ying stood further away, casting curious glances but unable to get a clear view.

Earlier, Luo Danlun had smugly smiled at Bai Xiaosheng, thinking his behavior subtle. However, Lin Weiwei and Lei Ying caught it all in their sights.

Lei Ying remained reserved, as his temperament didn’t allow him to show any reaction.

But Lin Weiwei’s gaze revealed slight dissatisfaction.

What’s so great about an expensive gift!

Even if it aligns with Sir Wei’s preferences and costs a fortune, does that necessarily make it the best?

Why, the purple clay teapot crafted personally by Xiaosheng carries a deeper sentiment!

Isn’t that more meaningful than something bought with money?

"What a fine piece!"

As Lin Weiwei was mulling these thoughts, Wei Tianhe’s voice rang out from the group of elders.

The voice was loud, brimming with immense joy!

"My, my, this piece is truly hard to come by!"

"Indeed, even money wouldn’t guarantee its acquisition—it all depends on fate!"

"Well done, Old Luo. Where did you find such a treasure? Is there a way for me to get one too? I’ll pay you a handsome fee! Money is not an issue!"

The two elderly women and the old man collectively gasped, their exclamations louder with each passing moment.

Being able to befriend the Patriarch of the Wei Family meant their status was undoubtedly extraordinary, and their tastes were equally refined.

They wouldn’t necessarily be impressed by something merely valued at twenty million US Dollars.

As the saying goes, personal passion determines everything!

Like a random stone from the desert—can it be eaten or worn? But to someone who loves it, they might be willing to pay tens or even hundreds of thousands for it.

For those who have truly reached a point where money isn’t a concern, nothing is more exhilarating than finding something they genuinely adore.

Listening to his old friends, particularly Wei Tianhe’s praise, Luo Yuefeng couldn’t suppress a smile. He even exchanged a look with his grandson, Luo Danlun, one of triumph.

Luo Danlun’s face beamed with delight, thoroughly satisfied.

To be honest, Luo Danlun personally didn’t think much of the item, nor did he believe it was worth twenty million US Dollars.

But he willingly paid a high price, even pressuring the seller, just to bring it back from Huaxia to tailor it to Old Mr. Wei’s tastes.

Now, it seemed entirely worth it!

After gathering closely to scrutinize the gift, the elders gradually returned to their seats, though their gazes remained fixed on the object in Wei Tianhe’s hands.

In Wei Tianhe’s hands, held solemnly, was the Luo family’s gift.

A purple clay teapot!

Bai Xiaosheng had guessed correctly, and thus wasn’t surprised.

But when he carefully observed the purple clay teapot in Wei Tianhe’s hands, he was taken aback.

This... wasn’t it "Whisper"?!

Back in Huaxia, at the "Jiang Wang Charity Gala," Bai Xiaosheng had spent seventy million yuan to secure it, only for the seller to forcibly revoke the deal and compensate him with seven million.