President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Hearing this, Tuantuan was the first to disagree.

She straightened her neck immediately, looked at Bao Sibai and said, "No, Daddy, if the gift we prepared is the best, what about the gift that Mommy gave you?"

Mommy will be sad!

Bao Sibai was taken aback for a moment, and then a helpless and doting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Look, so what if he doesn't spoil his wife?

There is a little guy on the side to help me pet it!

He hurriedly said, "To me, Mommy is the most precious gift I have ever received in my life, so it is not counted among the gifts, right my wife?"

Song Runian originally wanted to pretend to be angry, but after Bao Sibai said that, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"You're sweet," she said.

Bao Si Bai hugged her even tighter, "So my wife, what gift did you prepare for me?"

Song Runian pointed to the downstairs, "My gift is very big, and it needs a courier to deliver it, so go downstairs after you wash up, it should arrive soon."

Almost as soon as the words were finished, Mama Wu came over and reported, "Young Master Bo, there is a courier for you at the door."

It really said that Cao Cao Cao Cao is coming!

Bao Sibai nodded, "You tell the courier to wait for me downstairs, and I'll be downstairs in five minutes."

After all, he was going to get the gift that Song Runian had prepared for him, so it's not dignified to go there in pajamas!

After all, Wu Ma has taken care of Bo Sibai at Bo's house for many years, how can she not know his little thoughts?

Nodding with a smile, he agreed.

And Bao Sibai quickly changed into the dark blue suit that Song Runian had prepared for him a long time ago, paired it with a polka-dot tie of the same color, and went downstairs.

He really wanted to see the gift Song Runian prepared earlier, so he went downstairs by himself.

At the entrance, a courier in black and gray overalls was waiting, wearing a peaked cap and holding a large box in his hand.

"Hello Bo, this is your courier, please sign for it." The courier said respectfully.

Bo Sibai took the marker pen, signed his name with a brush, and reached out to take the express box.

But when you open it, it's a small badge.

To be precise, it is a family crest.

Golden ears of wheat surround it, and in the middle, the word Xuanyuan is written.

Obviously, this is the family crest of the Xuanyuan family.

How could this kind of thing appear in the Imperial Court? !

Bao Sibai's face turned livid in an instant, and he reached out to pick up the courier box for a look, only to notice that the courier was sent from Kyoto.

In other words, this was not a gift from Song Runian at all, but from Xuanyuan's family.

"Si Bai, did you get the gift?" At this time, Song Runian also dragged the five little guys downstairs, asking in a gentle voice.

Bo Sibai threw the family emblem back into the courier box, and then returned it to the courier, "Take it away, I don't want it."

Then she responded to Song Runian, "Not yet, it was a wrong delivery, I was looking forward to it in vain."

The courier was dumbfounded, "Young Master Bo, this is your courier, and your name is written on it..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted coldly by Bao Sibai, "If I say no, I won't. There are so many nonsense, take it away, no matter what method you use, don't send this thing to me again!"

Those deep black eyes were full of coldness and cruelty.

The courier was so frightened that he shuddered violently, scrambling and running out holding the courier box.

Turning his head again, Bao Si Bai's eyes were full of tenderness, "Be careful when you go down the stairs."