At that moment, Chen Qiurong approached, "Take it, it's the elders' goodwill. If you like it, Grandma will take you to our company later to choose a few more items."
The implication was clear: this wasn't anything valuable, and she could select something anytime she wanted.
In reality, she was telling Sang Qian that the bracelet had no other deep meaning, and refusing it would offend the elders.
Thus, Sang Qian obediently accepted the bracelet, just about to thank Shen Qingjun when footsteps resounded from the stairs.
She looked up to see a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties and Ji Yuanhang descending from the second floor.
The man had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a handsomely chiseled face with a few fine lines at the corners of his eyes that didn't signify age, but instead added a mature charm. He had an air of authority about him that demanded respect.
He was Ji Chengzhou's father, Ji Zhiyuan.
