It was beautiful, but it paled in comparison to the other collectibles. It was just a slightly more expensive anklet, and Lin Qingying didn't quite understand why Xie Wei had become interested in it.
"Do you like this?" Xie Wei pointed at the object and looked at Lin Qingying with a faint smile.
Lin Qingying just described it exactly like this: her eyebrows were relaxed and her eyes were curved, filled with endless tenderness, and she gave off a shallow dimple, which was like a hot spring, making people feel immersed in it.
It felt like no matter what Xie Wei said, she would say she liked it.
Although the items here are not priced, everyone understands the implication of holding a private collection exhibition. The exhibition is private, but the items themselves are not. The lack of price tags means that the highest bidder wins. Those who know, know.
Seeing Lin Qingying nod, Xie Wei called over a servant, took a pen from him, wrote down a price that the Ding family couldn't refuse, and then took Lin Qingying for another stroll, hoping to discover something interesting.
However, after browsing around for a while, she found that most of the collections here were just for display and to look at. Lin Qingying didn't need these, and Xie Wei needed them even less.
However, the two held hands and continued to walk around and look at things, just like visiting a museum. They walked, looked around, and talked about interesting things, which was quite a nice experience.
This incident has made everyone in the capital's upper class aware that the Lin family's member is already taken. They originally thought the two were just on good terms, but it turns out to be like this. I wonder how many men will be crying tonight.
But what does this have to do with Xie Wei and Lin Qingying?
By evening, Lin Qingying understood why Xie Wei had become interested in the anklet.
The collision of jade and agate, though not as beautiful as a bell, produces a clearer and more melodious sound that is not jarring.
And like a bell, it makes a sound with the slightest movement.
Don't ask Lin Qingying how she knows; that's all I have to say.
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