At this moment.
A clenched fist had already been placed next to Zhao Lingfei's lowered Jade Hand.
The fist slowly opened.
A white Beautiful Jade covered in warm sweat now lay quietly in the palm.
The purple tassel gently fell, fluttering against the sea breeze, touching that fair Jade Hand, gently caressing it.
The purple tassel made her hand appear even more fair.
The tassel wormed its way through her fingers, weaving back and forth.
It seemed to be helping its owner win back a woman's sentiments.
At a certain moment.
That Jade Hand, which had been hanging down since the beginning, moved.
Jade Hand grabbed the White Jade Token, clenching it tightly.
Zhao Rong suddenly opened his eyes and exhaled forcefully, hugging her with all his might.
But then.
Just halfway through turning.
Zhao Rong felt the woman in his arms struggling.
He paused, surprised, and stopped.
"What's the matter, Qing Jun?" he asked.
"Zhao Rong, let me go first," she replied.
