Entering the teahouse, Xia Lei found Shi Boren. He approached the older man to hand his gift over. 

However, Shi Boren refused to accept it. He frowned. “Didn’t I mention that there’s no need for gifts? Just your presence would be enough for me.” 

Xia Lei let out a small laugh. “Boss Shi, this is your sixtieth birthday celebration. How could I come here empty-handed? To be honest, it’s just a teapot and a catty of leaves.” 

“Teapot? Tea leaves?” Shi Boren smiled at those words. 

“Yeah. I got you a Yixing clay teapot and West Lake Longjing tea leaves. It’s nothing special,” said Xia Lei. 

Tang Yuyan quickly went over to whisper into Shi Boren’s ear. “Don’t listen to him. He bought the teapot from someone else for nine hundred thousand dollars. It was a family heirloom. I heard it was from the Qing Dynasty palace. The Longjing tea leaves are of the highest quality, it costs one hundred thousand dollars per catty.”      

Shi Boren could feel his jaw drop. 

Xia Lei glared at Tang Yuyan. 

Tang Yuyan giggled and said, “Godfather, just accept the gift. Take it as a present from me....