Xiao Qingyin, a master physician, dies unexpectedly and transmigrates into the body of the eldest legitimate daughter of the Minister of Revenue in the Great Xi Dynasty, who was raised in the count...
"What a coincidence, we meet again."
Xiao Qingyin waved to Connie.
Connie reached out and brushed her hair aside, the ruby on her finger sparkling.
"It's quite a coincidence. I didn't expect you to carry a vase with you wherever you go."
vase?
This was the first time Yi Shuihan had ever heard such a novel title.
He didn't look at Connie, but gently raised his hand to tuck away the loose hair behind Xiao Qingyin's left ear, revealing the large ruby earring she was wearing. He asked with concern, "Aren't these earrings very heavy? Why don't you take them off?"
Xiao Qingyin playfully tossed her right side of her hair and chuckled, "It's not heavy, it's only 120 carats in total."
One hundred and twenty carats?
That's all?
Connie looked down at the ring on her hand.
The ruby was sold for 100 carats, but after being cut and polished, it was reduced to only 60 carats.
If the rubies on Xiao Qingyin's earrings were also 60 carats each, wouldn't they be the same size as the ones on her wrist?
She only has one.
Xiao Qingyin, however, has two!
She's actually inferior to Xiao Qingyin?
Fake.
Xiao Qingyin's two rubies are definitely fake.
Connie gave a sneer: "Some things are best worn in private; wearing them out in public is risky."
If someone exposes you to your face, you'll lose face.
As soon as he finished speaking, a man wearing a floral shirt and white trousers walked over and chimed in, "You're right, these earrings shouldn't be worn out casually."
Connie was surprised to see that it was jewelry design master Mu Lian'an. "Mr. Mu is here too?"
Mu Lian'an nodded: "I designed all the jewelry for Miss Song's wedding. She specially invited me to the wedding banquet."
Connie laughed heartily: "No wonder the accessories in Miss Song's photos looked so familiar. It turns out they were your work. These pieces of jewelry are so beautiful. It's such a pity that I couldn't get you to design them for my wedding."
Mu Lian'an smiled and said, "We'll have the opportunity to cooperate again in the future."
Connie nodded: "Definitely!"
He glanced at Xiao Qingyin and asked, "What did you mean when you said those earrings shouldn't be worn casually?"
Mu Lian'an is an internationally renowned jewelry design master, making him the perfect person to expose the true nature of Xiao Qingyin's pair of rubies.
She couldn't wait to see Xiao Qingyin's embarrassed expression.
Mu Lian'an smiled brightly: "Naturally, it's because these earrings are priceless, and wearing them would make you an easy target for robbery."
Connie: "..."
This was not the answer she wanted to hear.
She couldn't help but say, "Something seems off about the color of this ruby to me?"
Mu Lian'an's gaze fell on her ring, and he smiled, "Your stone and her two are both pigeon blood red, with no color difference, so they should be from the same place."
Industry insiders say that Mu Lian'an's eyes are like a ruler; even machines can't see as accurately as he does.
He endorsed Xiao Qingyin's two rubies, and Connie couldn't refute it even if she wanted to.
He could only manage a weak smile: "It seems my eyesight still needs improvement."
Looking away, Ni Yan's gaze was fixed on Xiao Qingyin's face, and her face immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Ni Yan, let's take our seats. It seems the wedding banquet is about to begin."
As she spoke, she took Ni Yan's hand and forcefully led him to the front.
Ni Yan was forced to look away, but she couldn't calm her mind.
Xiao Qingyin's stunningly beautiful face, accentuated by the ruby, kept replaying in his mind. He paid no attention to what the host and the newcomers were saying.
It wasn't until the newlyweds went from table to table toasting the guests that he snapped out of his daze and subconsciously looked at the next table.
Xiao Qingyin and Yi Shuihan were sitting at the next table, very close to each other. Xiao Qingyin was peeling a shrimp in her hand, and after she finished peeling it, she brought it to Yi Shuihan's lips.
Yi Shuihan ate it with a smile.
A shadow of gloom instantly rolled over Ni Yan's eyes.
He liked to eat shrimp, but he didn't like peeling them. When he was dating Xiao Qingyin, she would always peel the shrimp, put them in his bowl, and watch him eat with a smile.
Because of her thoughtful gesture, he never imagined that she was the legendary Xiao family heiress who was showered with love and affection.
They just assumed that her family was a little better off than others.
After all, studying and practicing medicine is so tough, he had never heard of any rich girl choosing to study medicine.
So even though he was tempted, he still resolutely went to Hachbridge to find Connie.
The Kang family is a multinational giant, and even though Connie is just one of the many daughters of the Kang family, her net worth far exceeds that of other wealthy daughters.
Because his father died early and his mother was frail and sickly, he suffered a lot from a young age.
During the dead of winter, when he was covered with a quilt gnawed by rats, he vowed that he would make something of himself in this life and trample all those who had looked down on him underfoot.
If he could be with Connie, he could save himself thirty years of hard work.
This was the only option he could make.
But after he finally won over Connie and became a rich man, he missed the steamed buns and millet porridge that Xiao Qingyin used to make for him.
I miss the spicy shrimp they used to eat at that little restaurant.
I miss her simple and beautiful smile.
But now, the person she cooks for has become someone else.
That shouldn't be the case.
That person is nothing but a pretty face; he doesn't even have a decent career.
He is the one who is worthy of her.
They should be together.
"Ni Yan, the newlyweds are here to offer their toasts."
Connie tugged at his sleeve.
Ni Yan turned around and picked up his wine glass.
Anger surged in Connie's eyes.
It's always like this.
As long as Xiao Qingyin was present, he felt as if he had lost his soul.
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