She couldn't forget the mystery and excitement from Jiayan the evening he had given her a gift, and the excitement that couldn't be hidden in his eyes after she had put on the necklace and expressed her love of it.
If he knows that the necklace he gave me was lost after I wore it for a few hours, he'll be disappointed…
The more Qin Zhi'ai thought, the blurrier her vision became. The bottom of the fountain was full of dirt. Trying to search for the necklace in it many times, she found bottle caps, chopsticks, plastic bags... all kinds of rubbish, but no necklace.
…
Frozen there like a sculpture, Gu Yusheng lowered his head and stared at his hand, which he had just used to tear off Qin Zhi'ai's necklace.
The group of people beside him seemed to have been shocked by his anger, as none of them gave a response.
After a long time, Lu Bancheng kicked his chair behind him and walked over to him. "Brother Sheng."