"Why did you come so late? Mom and Dad have been waiting for you for a long time. The cheongsam you're wearing today is pretty nice. I didn't expect you to look so good in a cheongsam."
"Really? Since it's Sister who said it, it must be true." Song Weiyi covered her mouth and smiled. Fu Qishan watched the scene, feeling increasingly irritated by it.
A casual compliment, and she actually took it to heart—Fu Qishan's eyes flashed with contempt.
Her gaze slowly moved upward, stopping on the emerald necklace around Song Weiyi's neck.
"By the way, your dress and necklace..."
Fu Qishan had to bring up the very topic she should have avoided.
As the distance closed, her eyes grew wider in shock.
The vibrant green of the necklace contrasted starkly against Song Weiyi's fair skin.
Such a green jade necklace, uniform in color, exquisitely crafted—it was clearly of the finest quality, nothing like the fake she had expected!
