Leng Yejin sat on the sofa in an elegant manner. His dark, dark eyes swept across her face coldly. In the end, his gaze stopped on her small face, which was filled with anger and embarrassment. Fortunately, he did not see the calm and aloof expression she had just now. This was the expression that she should have.
"And the pendant on your neck was also a gift from me, right? shouldn't you return it to me?"
Tong Lu tightened her grip on the jade pendant around her neck. Her voice sounded stubborn and weak. I can't return this to you. It's mine once I give it away. How can I ask for it back after I've given it away? besides, I've returned the gift.
This was the only thing her mother had left for her. She would not return it even if she was beaten to death. This man was too despicable and petty!
since it's yours if you return it, I'm the one who gave it away. Why do you have to return it to me? "