Lu Ying personally tucked it into her collar: "I asked for this with sincerity. You're not allowed to take it off, nor damage it."
His face was stern, without a hint of humor.
Shen Yinning's voice carried a coquettish hint of probing: "This amulet, is it just for me, or do Shen Yunxi and the others have one too?"
"Only you."
Shen Yinning's lips curled slightly, pushing her luck as she asked, "Lu Ying, do you like me?"
Her gaze was unwavering, as if she needed the answer to this question tonight.
Lu Ying fell silent, unsure how to respond.
Shen Yinning analyzed earnestly, "At breakfast, there was only a small amount of tender Chinese toon, but you shared half of it with me. During the day in Huaguang Hall, Shen Yunxi cried so pitifully, yet you were unmoved. But if you really liked someone, could you truly remain indifferent to her tears? And now, you've gone out of your way to request an amulet just for me... Lu Ying, if you don't like me, these actions are hard to explain."
