The moment the deep purple velvet gift box opened, a gentle, lush green light spilled out.
The ice-jade bracelet shimmered with a supple luster, and the carved lotus patterns on its surface were so vivid they seemed to breathe, even the gold inlay at the stamens exuding an air of luxury.
Ni Ruolan gripped Mu Qingxuan’s wrist with a warm, firm hand, sliding the bracelet onto her slender arm with a force that brooked no refusal.
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