"Jiang… Auntie Qin gave me this Ice-type Jade Bracelet, does that mean she’s accepted me?" Elizabeth looked up at Jiang Che, her red lips parted slightly, her eyes sparkling like stars.
"Of course. You should know that this Ice-type Jade Bracelet carries significant meaning; it was my grandmother’s heirloom from back then."
"If Mom didn’t approve of you, why would she give you such an important item directly?" Jiang Che nodded seriously, making it up as he went. In reality, most of the women he had brought home wore similar bracelets, without exception. He wondered what kind of scene would unfold if all the women who owned these bracelets gathered together someday… emmm… surely it wouldn’t turn into an arena of strife, right? Absolutely not! This young master isn’t afraid of any arena of strife!