"It's clearly a shackle of love," Ya Shitian laughed.
"A shackle of love? It's more like a dog collar, isn't it?" Ye Anqi reached out to try to remove it, but the necklace was too small and wouldn't come off.
"Don't waste your effort. This necklace is very sturdy; it can't be cut or burned. If you want to take it off, you can only use my key."
"Give me the key—" Ye Anqi reached out to grab it, but as soon as her hand stretched out, he caught it.
Ya Shitian raised an eyebrow, "Do you think I would give it to you? I already said that only I can take it off."
Suppressing the anger in her heart, Ye Anqi spoke in a seemingly weaker tone, "But I don't like this kind of thing, especially something I can't control. Esteemed Young Master Ya, could you please help me take it off?"
Ya Shitian's dark eyes were deep and mysterious, "I also don't like things I can't control, and you are something I can't control. But don't worry, on the day you marry me, I'll take it off for you."
