The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Chapter 963 Where is my birthday present?

The actual price of this watch is about 20 US dollars, equivalent to more than one million Chinese yuan.

According to American tradition, this price is already very expensive for friends who have just met.

Generally, the gifts given by socialites to each other range from 5 to 10 US dollars.

Obviously, Caroline had also made a careful selection.

The price is neither too high nor too formal, which puts unnecessary pressure on the recipient.

The price will not be too low and appear mediocre. This price range just shows how much Caroline values Tang Tang.

Following closely behind were Charles and Isabella.

The two arrived almost at the same time, with no particular order.

"Bella," Tang Tang and Isabella hugged.

"Nikoletta," Isabella's voice had recovered. She spoke softly and tenderly, which matched her face and made her look like a pure white angel. "Happy birthday."

Tang Tang took Isabella's gift and opened it. It turned out to be a necklace of Australian white pearls with extremely bright color and almost top-notch perfection.

Very, very perfect Australian whites, each one is flawless and bright like a small light bulb.

"Thank you, dear." Tang Tang was wearing a white suspender skirt today, which was decorated with many lace and pearls. The design was pure yet sexy, and very beautiful.

She simply took off the necklace from her neck, then winked at Isabella, "I like it so much, can you put it on for me?"

Isabella blinked softly and smiled softly, her eyes sparkling, "Okay."

When Tang Tang wears this Australian-white necklace, the contrast between the different whites is so dazzling.

In addition, the sun was shining brightly today, and there were swimming pools and trees behind her. For a moment, this place looked like the shooting location of a fashion blockbuster.

Charles also handed over the gift at the right time. Tang Tang opened it, raised his eyebrows, and exclaimed, "Wow."

What Charles gave was a pistol, or rather, a custom-made pistol.

The silver gun was very delicate, making it look like some kind of work of art. Her name was engraved on the bottom of the gun, and the cursive English was very beautiful.

Below the inscription, there is a small circular family seal, which happens to be the sigil of the Ashford family.

Charles whispered, "Happy birthday, Nicoletta. As long as you bring this gun, you can come to the Ashford family's arms sales office at any time to get the corresponding weapons."

Tang Tang suddenly raised the corner of his lips, then looked up at Charles and said with a smile, "Free?"

"It's free," Charles said in a low and affirmative voice, "This year I will take over all of the family's arms transactions. This is the highest authority I can give you at the moment."

Tang Tang took the gun and gave Charles a big hug, "Hi, dear Charles, I said we are like-minded friends."

Charles, who was usually taciturn, suddenly blushed when he was suddenly hugged by a soft and sweet-smelling girl.

Tang Tang said quickly and with a smile, "I promised to let you go to Ashes for training, but don't worry, I will specially assign an instructor to you to ensure your survival."

"Thank you," Charles said, "I will definitely complete the training."

He had to become the strongest among all the brothers in order to seize the Ashford family, otherwise his future would be to leave here without freedom and dignity and go to other states.

At this moment, Tang Tang is his chance. If Tang Tang does not show up, Charles is likely to go to the Black Mamba base.

It will be hard to say whether he is dead or alive by then.

……

I don’t know if Edmund was the last one to arrive on purpose. Tang Tang always felt that he could be so childish sometimes.

After settling the others, Tang Tang folded his arms and watched Edmund walk in.

He had his hair styled, not exaggerated, but much more handsome than usual.

"Dear Nicoletta," Edmund opened his arms, tilted his head towards Tang Tang, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Would you like a hug?"

Tang Tang didn't move, just stood there and looked at him, "Well~ if the gift makes me happy."

Edmund showed his empty hands.

Tang Tang raised his eyebrows, and held his hand like he was teasing a dog, then shook it casually twice, chuckling, "Good boy."

Edmund's expression changed suddenly, his eyes widened slightly, and there was suddenly a bit of aggression in his brows as he looked at Tang Tang.

Good boy.

Generally in the US, it is used to praise dogs.

For example, you can pat a dog's head and say, "Good boy."

Tang Tang's English was so fluent and natural, it was obviously intentional.

Logically speaking, Edmund should have felt offended and angry after being suddenly called that.

However, since the dance, there has always been a vague ambiguity between him and Tang Tang, which they both know but never show.

This kind of ambiguity is a shallow and illusory atmosphere, not love at first sight, nor deep love.

It was just an attraction of interest. They were both good enough for each other, so it was an interesting game to test each other and "offend" each other from time to time without making a sound.

therefore……

Not only was Edmund not angry, he even felt that the word "Good boy" made him feel a kind of irrepressible desire.

Restless, but temporarily controllable.

So he grabbed Tang Tang's hand with his backhand and held it tightly in his palm. Then he bent down with his tall body and hugged Tang Tang directly in his arms.

"I'm your puppy?"

Edmund hugged Tang Tang with a half-smile, and laughed softly, whispering in her ear, "OK, dear, since it's your special day, your wish is my mand." (Today is your birthday, you have the final say.)

"So," Edmund said, half smiling, his pronunciation was particularly sexy, "You are my master."

I have to say, this guy Edmund is really good at attracting people.

What amazes people about him is not only his handsome and sharp facial features, but also his aura that ranges from cynical to extremely confident.

That is the sharpness and aggressiveness accumulated by capital that cannot be replicated.

and so.

Tang Tang pinched Edmund's chin, hugged his waist with his backhand, and said with a smile, "Sooo~ Where is my birthday present, huh?"