"Take it out."
Lady Zhao's words surprised Zhao Xueer, but she obediently took it out.
Lady Zhao had prepared a gift, a beautiful necklace worth tens of thousands, but now knowing Song Yiyi is merely a stepsister, of course, they wouldn't give something like that.
"Mom, are we not giving it?"
Zhao Xueer's heart was filled with joy.
"Yes, not this one." Lady Zhao's response lifted Zhao Xueer's spirits, but in the next second, Lady Zhao turned and instructed a maid to bring something else.
It was a dainty bracelet, adorned with small gemstones, appearing quite exquisite, not available for sale outside. It was made from leftovers when Zhao the master jeweler made a gemstone necklace for Lady Zhao.
"Give this to Song Yiyi, and say it's worth a hundred thousand each."
