"This is for you." Li Cuihua delicately pulls out a necklace from her pocket. Under the sunlight, the tiny diamonds on it twinkle brilliantly.
Qiao Anchu's gaze is immediately drawn to the shiny object. She can't help but stop in her tracks and frown at the object Li Cuihua was holding.
It was a necklace with a small gem embedded in it, polished and bright, featuring an elaborate yet fluid retro pattern.
It seems to grow more splendid and significant with time. It's evidently valuable at first glance.
"What is it?"
Before Qiao Anchu could reach out for it, Li Cuihua carefully shields the brilliance of the gem necklace with her body and solemnly hands it to Qiao Anchu. "Child, you keep this," she says.
"What on earth is this?" With the gem necklace now in her possession, Qiao Anchu grips it tightly, barely suppressing her excitement. She couldn't resist asking Li Cuihua about the necklace's origin.