"Because it's the heaviest." chirped the little girl, delighted, "So it must be the most expensive."
Feiyu was nearly spitting blood in dismay, poor jewels to end up in the hands of someone with no taste.
"Daddy, I want to go home," requested Ye Yi.
It wasn't that she was afraid of this man, it was just she was worried about her mother expecting her coming, getting scared in the meantime.
Third Young Master Jun's smile faded slightly, his eyes turning a bit cold, his nails slowly tracing her tiny face, his tone authoritarian.
"No!"
Once the little girl was asleep, Feiyu couldn't hold back: "Third Young Master...is this really a good idea?"
The child's mother must be out of her mind with worry; being a single mother isn't easy after all.
"If she doesn't experience the pain of losing, how will she recognize the joy of having?" came the cold voice of Third Young Master Jun, switching off the light in the room, "Let her worry for a couple more days."
