"This..." Qianning couldn't help but touch the diamond on the surface, "It must be expensive." It probably was, right? How could a man like Beigong Cang buy fake diamonds worth just a few dozen yuan?
Beigong Cang didn't answer; he just smiled and said, "Women all love beauty, and I believe you like this."
"How could you have hidden such a gift?" As soon as she said it, Qianning felt she had been a bit too bold.
Yet Beigong Cang was not angry; instead, a trace of sadness appeared on his face. In a low voice, he said, "It was intended for a girlfriend I once had, but it never got sent out and has been hidden here for many years. I didn't prepare a present for you today, so I just took this out on a whim."
Oh, so it was a gift prepared for a past girlfriend.
Qianning silently lowered her head, looking at the beautiful flower in her hands. There was not a trace of joy in her heart, but rather an urge to cry.