She loved the necklace.
She loved his thoughtfulness.
She loved his confession.
And she loved even more that he had put his heart and soul into ensuring that no one would dare look down upon her because of her background.
There is no more affectionate phrase for the woman he loved most in his life.
Qin Youxuan, held in his arms, no longer worried about who might buy the necklace.
She allowed him to hold her as they resettled in their seats.
"Miss Ye seems very fond of the necklace, but unfortunately, this is a tailor-made gift for my wife and it might not be suitable for you." Dan Hanjie said mockingly without any reservation.
His provocative eyebrows were slightly raised, as he glanced dismissively at Dan Hanxi sitting next to Ye Mingmei, his eyes cold and harsh.
"Such a romantic affair would be better done privately. Once it's on the auction stage, the outcome is uncertain." Dan Hanxi shot a glance at Qin Youxuan nestled in Hanjie's arms, his eyes becoming dark and gloomy.
