Chapter 9
In the early morning, Rong Jiahui sat by the window, staring blankly countless times now at the white mutton-fat jade hairpin that had been sent back a few days ago. The best jewelry store in the entire capital deserves its status. Gold silk entwines with the white jade in a beautiful design, as refined as if this is how it always had looked.
It looks great.
There weren’t many people who knew of Zhongli Luo helping her get her hairpin back, and she deliberately repressed the matter afterwards. It ended up not passing into her parents’ ears, avoiding them getting some not-so-good ideas and feeling that their adopted son is getting way too close to their daughter.
A boy resolutely jumping into the water just to get a girl’s hairpin – the average person knows what that means. Wh
