Chu Lian's lips curled with a smile as he took out a very exquisite box from his pocket, opened it, and inside lay a crystal-clear jade bracelet. He took out the bracelet, gently grasped Wang Xiangxiang's scarred left hand, and carefully slid the bracelet onto her wrist, "Okay, you can open your eyes now."
Feeling the coolness on her wrist, Wang Xiangxiang had already guessed what it was. She opened her eyes, lifted her hand, and saw a crystal-clear bracelet on her wrist. She shook it slightly; the size was just right. She smiled.
Suddenly, she remembered the time Han Yongsheng had given her a bracelet. If it wasn't suitable, it just wasn't, even if forced. It was like that ring, Wen Nuan could simply wear it, but she couldn't.
"Do you like it?" Chu Lian asked.
"Yes, I like it," Wang Xiangxiang nodded, smiling and teasing, "My lord, how did you think of buying a bracelet? Wouldn't it be very embarrassing if the size wasn't right?"
