No one dared to say anything, and Mo Mo remained silent.
"Little beauty, open it and take a look." Wei Long looked at Lan Xin Ai, his voice softening again.
Lan Xin Ai had no choice but to open the box; a blinding light nearly made her unable to keep her eyes open.
Sss!
There was a gasp, and as Lan Xin Ai looked inside, she saw the box filled with colorful gems, each one crystal clear and exceptionally beautiful.
She picked up a gem, and it felt warm and comfortable in her hand.
"Do you like it, little beauty?" Wei Long noticed Lan Xin Ai couldn't put it down, and his rugged brows softened.
"The gems are beautiful, but I only need one."
Lan Xin Ai picked a purple gem, not because she wanted it, but because it would be bad to provoke Wei Long, especially since she was still on his turf.
"Then you don't like them."
Wei Long's tone sank.
Before Lan Xin Ai could speak, Wei Long's face darkened: "Dump these gems."
