Her son giving her clothes was something Gan Yuan had truly not anticipated; she stretched out her hand to feel the fabric, flipped it over, and did not find any tags or labels.
However, judging by the touch of the fabric, it seemed to be of good quality.
Just from the material, she knew it must be valuable, the little guy wouldn't have spent all his prize money from the previous competition to buy her this dress, would he?
"Does it look nice?"
Across the table, Gan Tang asked with a face full of anticipation.
A gift from her own son, of course, it was the most beautiful in the world.
"It looks nice!" Gan Yuan said with a smile, "My little handsome guy chose it, of course, it looks nice, I like this kind of color."
The dress was folded in such a way that its style couldn't be made out, but she truly did like the color.
"I like it too."
The little guy lifted the corners of his mouth in satisfaction.
Gan Yuan affectionately pinched his little cheek as she spoke.