"..." Fu Jiusi was even more confused.
She got up and went into the bathroom to wash her face.
She came out with red and swollen eyes, opened the suitcase, and found the sandalwood phoenix-tail hairpin.
My fingertips gently stroked the exquisitely carved phoenix tail, feeling reluctant to let go.
"When I was in Yunxiang, I was chatting with Sister Yan, and she mentioned that you were very good at handicrafts."
"Sister Yan said that among the three of you sisters, you look most like Auntie."
"I was born with a pair of skillful hands and a natural talent for design. I am a natural designer."
"Sister Yan also said that when you were 18, you carved a hairpin by hand, piece by piece, according to Auntie's design."
“I think this is it.”
"I can't accept something this valuable."
"The hairpin is for my wife," Hua Qi held it in both hands and handed it back to him, "Sorry, I've worn it before."
Basin after basin of cold water was poured down on him, and Fu Jiusi's fiery mood was finally extinguished.
He frowned and asked unwillingly, "Hua Qi, what am I to you?"
Hua Qi raised her eyes and looked into his eyes filled with anger and resentment.
After looking at him for a moment, she grabbed his hand and put the hairpin into it.
Fu Jiusi swung the hairpin casually, and it flew across the living room like an arrow, and directly hit the back of the sofa.
"!!!" Hua Qi stared at the hairpin with wide eyes, frightened by his explosive power.
Fu Jiusi pressed forward, forcing her to retreat step by step.
Until he retreated to the corner and was blocked by him.
"Why were you crying just now?" He hooked her chin and lifted it up, staring into her eyes.
There was something sinister in his bottomless eyes, and there was a sense of oppression that came from being in a high position for a long time.
The hands hanging at her sides clenched unconsciously. Hua Qi lowered her eyes, avoiding his gaze, "It's not because of you."
Before he could finish his words, his fists clenched into a creaking sound.
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