A string of broken red beans, pierced by oneself to become a necklace, wouldn't it be a subject of ridicule if worn outside?
Hunter didn't say anything, but from the corner of his eye, he could still see Lena squatting by the window next to him, carefully selecting.
Lena had also chosen her own necklace and immediately put it on.
When she stood up, she even felt a slight numbness in her legs, as she had been squatting for too long.
Her skin was fair, with no unattractive spots from head to toe. The string of red beans worn on her wrist further accentuated her snow-like complexion.
Because she had made an appointment with Hunter at seven o'clock, and the time was approaching, she waited in the same place.
An hour later, Hunter and Emmett indeed walked out from the gate.
Seeing her, E
