The box felt light as a feather, as if it weighed nothing at all.
Ye Wan held it in her hand, weighing it for a long time, but couldn't guess what it might be.
After hesitating for a while, she still unwrapped the packaging.
A dagger light as air lay quietly in the box.
It was the size of a palm, with a sharpened blade.
Holding it in her hand, it was like grasping a leaf, indescribably nimble.
After caressing it for a moment, Ye Wan gently raised her hand.
The dagger slid out from her palm and with a ting, it stuck into the corner of a framed painting on the wall.
Ye Wan's eyes were full of surprise.
She liked the dagger too much.
It felt so right in her hand!!!
"Lu Chuan," she began.
She rushed from the study to the living room, words on the tip of her tongue, but seeing Little Bun with pursed lips, she swiftly changed her words, "Thank you for the gift, I really like it!"
Lu Changchuan's smile was warm, "I'm glad you like it."
"Hmph!"
Little Bun huffed and puffed.
