"She's pregnant with your child now, and the child belongs to us, the Xia family. Of course I should leave my most precious item to her and the child." Xia Chuxi's mother stopped looking at the jewelry and closed the jewelry case.
"But, father had given this…" Xia Chuxi still felt that this was inappropriate.
"It was already more than twenty years ago. He is already gone, so what is the point of keeping a set of jewelry?" Xia Chuxi's mother handed the jewelry case over to Xia Chuxi and said, "Just send this over to Yiren."
Xia Chuxi's brows were still furrowed together, but what flashed across his mind was Su Qianxun's small face. But under his mother's expecting gaze, he still picked up this jewelry case and left his mother's bedroom.
