With that, Qin Han pulled a box from her bag. The container was red velvet, looking extraordinarily high-end. She opened the box to reveal a golden hairpin.
Qin Yin scrambled to remember the information - there was no sign that Lily enjoyed hairpins. In fact, Lily always let her hair hang down.
As expected, Lily glanced at the hairpin and let out a mocking laugh. "You think you can buy me with just a gold hairpin? Miss Qin, aren't we a bit too full of ourselves?"
With that, she stood up and walked straight out.
Jone followed, calling out, "Hey, darling, don't go! Let's talk more, just a little bit more."
But Lily turned brutally around and glared at Jone. "If you ever agree to these kinds of shoddy schedules for me again, I will fire you."
Jone looked hurt by Lily's comment, as he wrung his handkerchief with a face on the brink of tears. "I...I was only looking out for you."
Lily rolled her eyes at him and carried on her way out.
