It's too dazzling. Even he was startled by it.
Perhaps this diamond ring only seemed worth a hundred thousand to him that day, but now, after his sister's transformation, it far exceeds that value.
Seeing the astonishment flicker in his eyes, Manman, who had been carefully observing his reactions, smiled with the corners of her lips curved upwards—satisfaction. For a designer, there is no greater satisfaction than to have a client satisfied with her creation. Her crescent-moon eyes narrowed in pleasure, curling upward like the crescent moon on a clear night, playing a joyful melody.
He took another look at her, chuckling at how she grinned like a little dog, unable to connect this image with her illustrious title as a ring designer.
This is his sister, Manman. Gold masquerading as sand.
He felt a wave of emotion, hastily closing the lid on the overly brilliant ring. This action was like hurriedly sprinkling sand over gold, covering the treasure in his heart.
