"There's no need to announce it. After you went that night, no one in the world would naturally know I brought you there." Nangong Yehen stood up, looking at her with a half-smile. "You just need to dress yourself up beautifully and not embarrass me, Nangong Yehen."
"Master Nangong, I don't like that kind of occasion. Can't you pick a woman prettier than me to go? And when they called me Mrs. Nangong, why didn't you come out to explain?"
Nangong Yehen ignored her first question and asked, "Didn't you also fail to explain?"
"I wanted to, but I was so stunned at the time that my tongue got tied."
"Excuses." Nangong Yehen walked to the coffee table, selecting jewelry as he spoke. "You were clearly delighted inside."
Chu Lingzhi gritted her teeth, her forehead covered in black lines. "Delighted my ass."
Nangong Yehen paused mid-motion, his voice rich and magnetic. "As a woman, don't let indecent words leave your mouth."
He picked out a necklace with a pure silver chain, meticulously crafted, featuring an oval-shaped diamond pendant with a carnelian set in the center.
It was a simple yet highly refined necklace, the carnelian cleverly embedded within the diamond, making it stand out distinctively.
Nangong Yehen lifted the exquisite gift box and brought the necklace before Chu Lingzhi. "Put it on and let me see."
He thought that such a delicate, elegant chain around her perfect neck would surely accentuate her collarbone, making it even more beautiful and alluring.
He looked at her with a faint smile, his gaze deep, while his tall, lean frame exuded an oppressive aura at all times.
Chu Lingzhi knew that if she didn't put it on willingly, he would force her to.
She looked at the necklace—so lively and refined—any woman would be drawn to it.
Her slender, pale fingers picked it up and fastened it around her neck.
Perhaps because she rarely wore necklaces, her movements were a bit clumsy.
"Clumsy woman." Nangong Yehen chuckled softly, set down the box, and walked over to help her put it on.
Huo Luan was astonished. That faint smile from the master actually carried a hint of indulgence.
In all the years he had been by his side, he had never seen him show such an indulgent smile toward any woman.
Even Miss Ouyang, who had stayed by his side for so long, had never received such treatment.
Nangong Yehen took the necklace and stood behind her.
As he breathed, his warm, gentle breath softly brushed against the delicate skin on the back of her neck.
In an instant, her heart raced like a startled deer, ripples stirring within her.
He was very tall, and standing behind her like this, she felt as if there was a mountain at her back.
Even if she grew tired or felt wronged, she could lean back against it.
Just as he was about to fasten the clasp, he noticed a cheap silver necklace around her neck.
His slender fingers gently lifted it, pulling it up. "Did you buy this?"
Chu Lingzhi, afraid he might break the chain, quickly slapped his hand away. "Don't touch my necklace!"
Her reaction made him raise an eyebrow. He turned her around to face him.
The V-neckline of her top allowed him to clearly see the pendant's true form.
It was just a copper-made charm—the copper was of good quality, smooth on the surface.
But compared to gold or silver, it was nothing but trash.
He curled his lips into a mocking smile. "You wear such a cheap necklace—aren't you ashamed of being so shabby?"
"It may be cheap, but it's incredibly important to me."
It was a necklace her family had protected with their lives. To her, it was priceless, significant.
"Who gave it to you?" Nangong Yehen's gaze suddenly turned icy cold.