Zhou Jiajia was like her own sister to her, protecting her and caring for her everywhere; so when her sister wanted a small necklace, there was no way she wouldn't give it to her.
"That's really so kind of you!" Zhou Jiajia was very happy.
Although it was just a cheap necklace, it meant a lot to her because it was personally won by Lin Yifan; it was Lin Yifan's belonging.
"Don't mention it! Jiajia Sister, let's go and have fun somewhere else." An Qi suggested.
"Okay!"
Having said that, the three of them continued on their journey on foot.
At this moment, as he watched the three figures of An Qi and her companions walking away, the owner of the shooting game slapped himself hard and then reproached himself, "Damn mouth, if I hadn't talked nonsense, how could the necklace have been taken away?"
In reality, it had nothing to do with his mouth; if anything, it was because he was too confident, thinking that no one could consistently shoot small red balls the size of marbles.
