Sun Xun noticed that Song Jia had gone quiet after his words.
"Is something wrong?" He asked. "Did I say something I shouldn't have?"
"Hmm? No, nothing's wrong." She smiled slightly.
Sun Xun was silent. He could see that her smile at this moment was forced.
'What were we talking about just now?' He tried to think back if he had said something that had made her sad.
'Is it because the necklace was not something I picked myself?'
Sun Xun furrowed his brows.
He took out a box from his space.
The action startled Song Jia.
"Take a look, Jia. These are all for you.." He smiled.
These were all jewelry.
Back then, he didn't have any interest in it.
There were enough people currying favor towards his family that his mother and sisters didn't lack gifts that are jewelry.
Sun Xun had always been gifted weapons, manuscripts, talismans, pills and elixirs.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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