Chapter 347: The Craft of Making Desserts

Madam Pang had been silent since she came out, fearing that once she spoke, she would lose control over her jealous emotions. She tried her hardest to restrain herself, yet she couldn't help but keep glancing over at Qi Jiaer.

This little wretch, who once lived under her thumb like a worm, unexpectedly seemed to have had this sort of good fortune one day, dressed in such costly clothes and accessories. That silver necklace, twinkling brightly, was clearly pure silver and likely quite heavy.

Madam Pang cursed bitterly. How could such an expensive and heavy necklace be hanging around this little wretch's neck? Why hadn't it snapped his thin neck!

Including everyone from inside and outside the village, there probably weren't many who had seen a necklace of such craftsmanship and style.