As his gaze swept over, Xia Yida's body trembled slightly. So Gray's fingers went down, gripping her hand tighter.

"Are you Shaida?" Mr. Vantacia asked.

Shaida's body jumped up like a spring, and she stood up straight, completely a nervous reflex.

Her reaction even startled Gray, who was holding her hand.

"I ...... I am! Shaida felt her voice tremble a little.

She stood nervously, waiting for Mr. Fantasia's next question. But there was an awkward silence around for a long time, and there seemed to be no follow-up.

Shaida is not standing, nor is it sitting, and I don't know what to do for a while.

At this moment, even Roman Christopher did not dare to stand up to save the scene, and the task of breaking the silence and embarrassment, Shaida never expected Gray to be able to take on.

Talking was what Gray was best at.

Shaida gritted her teeth and decided to start a self-rescue operation.

She bent down and picked up the two beautifully wrapped gift boxes beside her.

"I took the liberty of bothering, and I don't know what gift to bring, this is a little local product of our hometown, I hope you can like it." Shaida watched her words carefully, lest she say something wrong.

Mr. Vantacia frowned.

"There's no need." He said coldly.

This time, Gray finally spoke.

He stood up and took the two gift boxes from Shaida's hands.

"It's all here!" Gray looked at Shaida, "Which one is for him?" ”

The atmosphere was eerie, and Shaida felt like she was about to cry. Didn't people refuse without even looking at it? But since Gray was asking, she pointed to the long strip of packaging.

Gray followed Shaida's instructions and handed the long box to his father, and the square box to his stepmother.

Angela's mother, Lady Ana Vantaxia, who seemed to be a very gentle person, stood up, took the box, and thanked Shaida very politely.

The next step was to unwrap the gift, which successfully eased the atmosphere. Originally, Shaida was worried about whether they would throw the box aside, but now it seems that after receiving a gift, it seems that opening the package in person seems to be a etiquette that must be followed. And when it comes to etiquette, the people of this family never seem to be sloppy.

Surprised, Mr. Joseph Fantasia took out a strangely shaped yellow stick from the box.

This is a beautiful wood carving. The thickness of the wooden stick is just right to hold in one hand, and at the thick end of the stick, there is a lifelike portrait of an old man, with the head and beard clearly defined, vivid.

The stick was about fifty or sixty centimeters long, and it was held in the hand like a short scepter.

"It's made from a special wood from our hometown, and it becomes very smooth when you play with it in your hand...... Well...... Actually, it's used to beat the back......"

Shaida herself didn't know what she was explaining.

In fact, I chose this thing as a gift because considering that Mr. Vantasia is a musician, it is inevitable that he will sit for a long time if he wants to create, and I am afraid that he will be prone to back pain after a long time.

Shaida remembers that she also had such a wooden stick at home, and the wood had become smooth and warm due to the use of it for a long time. At that time, Shaida was still young, and every day when her father came back from grazing, Shaida would always use this wooden stick to beat his tired waist and legs. Every time, Dad always seemed very happy, and kept saying, "It's so comfortable!" ”

So unconsciously, I chose this.

Mr. Vantaasia looked a little confused, but he didn't seem to dwell on it, but nodded, and threw the wooden staff on the coffee table next to him.

Angela's mother, who was sitting on the other side, exclaimed: "What a beautiful shawl!" ”

The shawl was another gift that Shaida had chosen.

However, when she saw the color of the shawl, she almost fainted.

It is indeed the finest wool, hand-woven shawls, very delicate workmanship, and at first glance it is the best and most expensive one in the region. However, these were all chosen by her mother, and before today, Xia Ida herself had not seen them.

The color chosen by the mother is the most typical and popular color of the local herders, it is a combination of dark red and dark green, and the shawl is full of large, rich flowers.

As far as the national customs are concerned, it is enough, but it does not match the temperament of Madame Vantasia at all, it should be said, it is something that cannot be worn out at all!

Although Madame Vantasia kindly praised the beauty of the shawl, Shaida still felt embarrassed to death.

The two gifts that Xia Aida came up with with a broken head, one of which could not be understood, and the other of which was not suitable, was indeed a painful failure.

Fortunately, Mr. Luke Alphinstone, the butler, came in time to invite everyone to the restaurant, breaking the wonderful embarrassment.

Of course, the atmosphere during the meal did not become much more relaxed, but more unsettling.

Because the upbringing of this family is so good, when they sit at the dinner table, they almost don't speak.

It's true that Gray and Angela don't talk much when they're eating, but it's different when they're with Shaida. Usually, the training tasks are intense, and there are not many opportunities to get along, so it is rare to be able to sit together and eat a meal peacefully, and at that time, there are often unconsciously endless words.

But it is evident that Monsieur Vantasia was a very serious and serious man, and with him all the people did not dare to speak, even the most active Roman Christopher was silent in his meal.

Shaida lowered her head and took small sips of her fork to eat. She was very apprehensive in her heart, she was a little unaccustomed to knives and forks, and now she was even more afraid of any mistakes in etiquette.

After all, the knives and forks in front of everyone are long and short in a row, which is simply confusing.

Gray, seeing her frustration, simply pulled her plate in front of him, cut the food into small pieces for her, and handed her the appropriate fork.

This action made Shaida even more uneasy, as she now had Mr. Fantasia's cold gaze sweeping over her again.

As a result, Shaida barely ate anything during a hearty meal, and the few bites she barely ate were the same as chewing wax. At last, when the meal was over, Shaida had just breathed a sigh of relief, but now Mr. Fantaasia had elegantly wiped his mouth with a napkin and opened his mouth to speak.

"Miss Shaida, if you don't mind, let's go to the study and talk alone."

There was no smile on his face, his expression was very serious, and Shaida's brain suddenly froze, and she couldn't think at all, she only felt that she was about to cry.

"Forget it!" Gray grabbed Shaida's hand and resolutely rejected his father, "We're going to go out now, if we want to talk or something, let's get back to it." ”

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