"That's to be worn for the one you love." Beitang Huan looked deeply at Xia Qingqian, speaking softly.
Xia Qingqian's breath hitched, and the corners of her mouth stiffened slightly, "What does this mean?"
Beitang Huan sat down beside Xia Qingqian, patted her hand, and smiled, "It means that only when two people are in love with each other can He Xun work its magic, understand?"
"Are you joking with me?" Xia Qingqian's entire body went rigid.
"Who's joking with you? If you want to take it off, there is one way, and that's to chop off your hand." Beitang Huan rolled her eyes at Xia Qingqian, "Silly, only someone as foolish as you would be totally taken by Brother Yao. Even when he treats you cruelly. All it takes is a sweet word from him or a precious gift, and you soften up."
