Seeing something flying towards her, He Zhilan instinctively raised her hand to catch it, and upon looking, she was startled. It was a red velvet box, obviously a jewelry box, and the words 'Phoenix Jewelry' were even written on it.
As she opened it, He Zhilan's hands trembled. Inside was a gold necklace, exquisitely crafted, obviously worth a considerable sum.
"I don't want it! I won't accept anything from Ding Long!" He Zhilan shoved it back at Gu En, "Return this to Ding Long for me and tell him that we are merely acquaintances. I cannot accept any gifts from him!"
"You can take gifts from Lin Chan, but why can't you accept gifts from Ding Long?" Gu En sneered, "How does Ding Long fall short compared to that madman Lin Chan?"
In He Zhilan's mind, the two were like heaven and earth, water and mud; incomparable. Ding Long did not even qualify to be compared with Lin Chan.
