Yici wasn’t too thrilled.
Why should the gift Jiang Fuyue gave him be shown to this group of people?
He hadn’t even seen it himself yet….
The words of refusal were already on his lips, but Zhang Xue beat him to it. “Or could it be that the gift isn’t good enough? Poor Young Master Yi, trying so hard to cover for a friend. In that case, let’s not see it then.”
Her tone was so understanding and considerate.
Unexpectedly, Yici didn’t impulsively agree. Instead, he turned to Jiang Fuyue and asked, “Is it okay?”
Jiang Fuyue was a little surprised. “It’s your gift. You decide.”
Hearing that, Yici’s confidence grew. “Alright then! You all want to see it, right? Follow me.”
He ran to his bedroom, retrieved the gift, and placed it on the coffee table in the living room.
By now, the crowd had already formed a circle, eagerly waiting to be entertained.
Zhao Yixin sneered, “You can tell just by how she dresses that she couldn’t afford anything expensive.”
She herself had gifted Yici a custom-made suitcase from L Brand, a one-of-a-kind piece worth six figures.
“How much could something that small hold anyway?”
Zhang Xue chimed in with a smile, “What is it? Hand-folded paper cranes? Or maybe little stars? The kind you put in a glass jar?”
“Haha… no way, right? The last time I saw something like that was in kindergarten. Now that I think about it, so childish!”
“At least you got something. I didn’t. Though back in elementary school, a girl did give me a star—it was a limited-edition J Brand diamond star watch.”
“Seriously, who gives this kind of cheesy gift nowadays except in romance novels? In real life, this would be the biggest joke ever!”
“Don’t say it—just looking at the size of the box, it really might be! Hahaha, can’t believe Brother Ci is actually getting this kind of gift one day. Just thinking about it is hilarious… hahaha… I can’t take it…”
“Do you think there might be a love confession hidden in the stars or something?”
“Oh wow! Now that would be impressive.”
“Hahaha…”
“Speaking of which, that girl is pretty, sure, but her family background’s a bit lacking.”
“Thinking about it that way, Zhao Yixin still has the upper hand. She may not be as good-looking, but her family background is strong. Marrying her would be a power match—raking in money day by day, isn’t that sweet? With enough money, you could have as many decorative pillows as you want.”
“Hey, not bad—you’ve got ideas, huh?”
“Hehe…”
“Brother Ci! Open it up—hurry up—we’re about to pee ourselves waiting!”
Another round of laughter broke out.
Yici took a deep breath and glanced back at Jiang Fuyue. She had a faint smile on her lips and calm eyes.
He didn’t hesitate anymore and got to it!
First, he tore off the wrapping paper. A square little box appeared before everyone. On top of it lay a card. He opened it, and two lines of elegant handwriting in pen greeted his eyes—
To Yici:
May this day return year after year,
May this morning come year after year.
Seeing his name written by her hand, Yici could almost imagine her sitting under the lamp, holding the pen.
His heartbeat quickened uncontrollably—thump, thump…
Someone tried to sneak up from behind to peek at the card, but Yici shut it with a snap and gave them a sharp glare.
That person gave an awkward laugh. “What does it say? Not even gonna let us look…”
Yici: “Buzz off!”
Then he opened the box. “Huh?”
Everyone craned their necks, full of curiosity.
Yici pulled out a… remote control?
“What the heck is that?”
“A lighter? One of those five-yuan ones from Taobao that come with a free keychain?”
“That’s so ugly! She could’ve at least gotten him a Maserati car key, right?”
“Hahahahaha…”
“My god, how could she give something so cheap?”
“Well, she’s poor and proud of it. Didn’t have money for a formal dress, so she said ‘go with the host’s vibe.’ Now no money for a gift—watch her spin that into something poetic too.”
Zhao Yixin squinted with disdain: “The moment she walked in, I could smell the poverty from a mile away. Seriously, what does Young Master Yi even see in her? Pretty? I think she’s just average. Nothing special.”
Zhang Xue secretly curled her lip at that. Nothing special?
Pfft—
Where did she get the guts to say that?
Yici heard all the mockery and snide remarks around him, but still, he carefully picked up the “remote” and walked over to Jiang Fuyue with a goofy smile—
“Hehe, no matter what it is, as long as it’s from you, I’ll love it.”
“The card’s really pretty too. Thank you.”
“Whoaaa! Brother Ci is awesome!”
“Suddenly, this remote doesn’t look that bad anymore.”
“Is that a curved design? Kind of unique, actually.”
“It’s not about the gift itself. It’s the thought that counts, right?”
“Exactly!”
Yici’s friends immediately changed their tune, stepping in to support him.
Though they, too, thought the gift looked unimpressive, the recipient liked it—and that was all that mattered.
Besides, she was so pretty. How could they bring themselves to mock her too harshly? What if they made her cry?
Sigh… D*mn her beauty.
Jiang Fuyue, unfazed by the chatter around her, glanced at the remote control in Yici’s hand. “Try pressing it.”
“Huh? But I don’t have a cigarette on me…”
Jiang Fuyue: “?” What does this have to do with smoking?
Yici really thought it was a lighter. F*ck!
“Okay, fine… press it where, though?” Yici examined the device, flipping it around. The buttons seemed painted on and didn’t actually press.
Jiang Fuyue’s lips twitched. “Turn on the power first.”
Yici: “?” It has power?
“Left side, near the top corner.”
“Oh!” He felt around and slid a tiny switch.
Suddenly, the black device turned transparent, and the previously dull buttons lit up.
“It’s touch-sensitive?!” Yici exclaimed in shock.
The crowd fell silent, their expressions frozen in disbelief.
And that was just the beginning. Following Jiang Fuyue’s instructions, Yici touched the “Menu” button, and a beam of light shot out from the device, projecting onto the opposite wall. A dropdown menu appeared, displaying a list of functions:
“Autonomous Flight Mode,” “Radar Signal Capture,” “Stealth Mode,” “High-Altitude Alert,” “Remote Aerial Photography,” and more.
Yici swallowed hard and pressed “Return Home.”
He thought he might know what this was now.
His breathing quickened, and his heart raced.
The crowd stared unblinkingly.
Thirty seconds passed. Nothing happened.
Another minute went by. Still no movement.
“Hah!” Zhao Yixin sneered. “And here I thought it was something impressive. Just another gimmick!”
This time, no one chimed in.
Zhang Xue seriously wanted to crack open this person’s head and see if it was just full of weeds.
From the moment the power turned on, the overwhelming sense of cutting-edge tech—it was impossible to miss if you had eyes.
And yet she actually called it “a flashy trick”? Is she blind or what?
Clearly, Zhao Yixin wasn’t blind. She was just—dumb and mean!
Zhang Xue immediately decided to keep her distance. People like that are only good as cannon fodder. Get too close, and you’ll get dragged down with them.
Just then, a buzzing sound gradually grew louder. Everyone perked up their ears.
A black-and-gold drone flew in through the villa’s main gate. Without any manual control, it landed smoothly and precisely in Yici’s palm—and stopped.
Five seconds of stunned silence. Then—
“KT39?! Oh my god! This kind of black-tech actually exists?! That’s insane!”
“KT39? What’s that?”
“It’s KT Company’s black-gold drone!” The person’s eyes sparkled with excitement, and their breathing quickened unconsciously. “It had all the features of today’s military drones twenty years ago, plus some other capabilities that were never even made public. Experts said KT’s drone tech was at least fifty years ahead of the world average.”
“Now it’s been twenty years, and the KT legend still stands unshaken in the drone industry. That just proves the claim of being fifty years ahead wasn’t just hype—it’s real!”
“No way. Better than military-grade? Then how come I’ve never even heard of this KT Company?”
“Yeah, me neither. What about you guys?”
“Nope.”
“Same here…”
Everyone shook their heads.
“Qi Yang, what’s going on? This KT thing, and this black-gold drone—how come no one’s ever heard of it?”
The boy called Qi Yang slowly lost the excitement on his face, replaced by a deep sense of regret.
He sighed. “Because… the company went bankrupt twenty years ago. And with it, all of its drone technology disappeared too.”
“Huh? A company that amazing just went under?”
Qi Yang: “Because the founder of KT—its chief strategist and the only person who truly understood the core tech—Dr. L, vanished without a trace.”
