Jin Ling'er's eyes sparkled. "Wah, what is it? Show me!"
She led Xia Yingluo to the living room as she asked.
Xia Yingluo sat cross-legged on the tatami mat and took the hair clip out of her bag. She handed it to Jin Ling'er and said, "I bumped into Brother Du Zheng the other day and he got me to hand this to you. He said he was sorry for damaging your hair clip at the filming location."
Jin Ling'er's crystal clear eyes darkened a little. "Du Zheng?"
Xia Yingluo sensed something wrong. "What's going on with the two of you? His expression was also strange when he talked about you. Ling'er, what exactly happened? If he bullied you, I'll definitely fight for you."
Jin Ling'er smiled and pushed the hairpin back to her. "Nothing much. Yingluo, I don't want anything of his. Help me return it to him."
