Zhou Baoling stiffened sharply, "What are you doing?"
Yun Kai watched her with cold, pursed lips, feeling even more certain that she was up to something. "I'm not doing anything. I just want to take a look at the necklace around your neck. If it's not mine, you can take it with you. If it is mine, then please leave it here."
Zhou Baoling felt extremely guilty.
She had taken the necklace from Yun Kai's drawer; it was his property to begin with. Obviously, he would recognize it upon inspection.
Last time, she had falsely accused Yun Kai of theft to frame him. Now, if she showed the necklace, wouldn't that prove she was a thief?
"This is my necklace. What, you want to frame me again?" Zhou Baoling's eyes brimmed with tears, and with apparent injustice and grievance, she said, "You already wronged me last time, claiming that the bracelet was stolen by me. But it turned out your bracelet was yours and mine was mine—they just looked alike."