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Ye Xiaofei didn't dare say a word of refusal.
Lin Qianxi happily fumbled with the Swarovski Crystal necklace in her hand, which meant little to her, slowly twisting open the clasp. She very much enjoyed this process while feeling extremely displeased at the same time.
Because Ye Xiaofei had all his attention fixed on that necklace, as if he was terrified of her damaging it—furthermore, the necklace wasn't even meant for her.
Its true owner was someone else.
Lin Qianxi felt strange; the worthless necklace suddenly seemed precious in her eyes due to a woman she didn't even know, and she really wanted to own it.
This preciousness wasn't reflected in the value of the necklace itself, and as to what else it might pertain to, Lin Qianxi couldn't explain either.
Just as she was about to put it on herself, she thought for a moment, leaned closer to Ye Xiaofei, and coquettishly said, "I can't wear it myself, come, put it on for me."
