Inside the inconspicuous cardboard box, there were several sets of jewelry.
Even if they were fake, you wouldn't dare make the gems that big.
The diamonds inlaid on them were especially dazzling under the night sky.
Bai Yurou refused to believe it; she opened another box next to it containing various precious medicinal herbs, like ginseng, He Shou Wu...
Bai Yurou took a deep breath, still skeptical, and went on to open another box.
"What are you doing?"
Nan Qiao's voice resounded from behind, startling Bai Yurou.
She turned around, forcing a smile, "I was just checking to see if anything inside was damaged."
Mrs. Fang stood dumbly to the side, overwhelmed by the contents of the box, now at a loss for words.
Nan Qiao walked over step by step; she had changed out of her haute couture into a short-sleeve shirt and capris.
Her legs were thin, white, and long, her slender waist almost too delicate to grasp, making it impossible to divert one's gaze.