"Mom, what happened! Is something wrong!" Chen Zilong came in, slippers in hand, to see their mother holding a box and calling out.
"Who left this here—Qian'er!"
Having gotten over her surprise, Jia Xiufang immediately guessed it was her daughter. Xiao Qian came over and leaned against the doorframe.
"Try it on, let's see if it fits your chubby, pudgy little neck."
"Nonsense! I'm only 140 pounds, how am I chubby! Where did this come from?"
Within the box was a gold chain, presumably weighing around 20 grams.
"I actually wanted to buy a diamond for you, but considering your tacky taste and your status as a nouveau riche collector of junk, this seems more fitting."
"Where did you get the money? How could you buy something so expensive without consulting me? You always do whatever you want..."
