Ming Jing nodded: "I understand."
Tao Xingxing looked at Ming Jing curiously: "What's wrong with you? It seems like you became a bit off after seeing this ivory. Do you like it? If you do, I can give it to you."
Ming Jing shook his head: "This was given to you by your elder, and the gilded ivory contains his affection for you. Although you haven't met him, all his thoughts about you are in it. So you can't give it away casually; keep it as a memento."
"Alright." Tao Xingxing picked up the pendant and held it up to the sunlight.
"What kind of person was that uncle I've never met?" Tao Xingxing tried hard to recall, she should remember this person, but her memory was a blank.
Ming Jing's eyes narrowed, and his expression turned dim.
At this moment, Wu Jiaqi knocked on the door: "Xingxing, it's time for dinner."
Wu Jiaqi pushed the door open and walked in. She saw the pendant in Tao Xingxing's hand and her eyes suddenly constricted.
