"Alright, girl, don't be angry anymore. Today it's my fault. I should not have insisted that you had to come over. Will an apology from me suffice?" Prince Jing's appeasing demeanor was rare, and there were even fewer people who could prompt it. Fortunately, from this moment on, Ye Jiu became one of them.
Faced with such a Prince Jing, Ye Jiu felt somewhat at a loss, "I... I said, I really wasn't angry."
"That's good to hear. I've brought you a gift." Prince Jing said, extending his hand to ruffle Ye Jiu's hair, turning her normally smooth tresses into a complete mess.
Ye Jiu disdainfully swatted away his hand and set about tidying her hair, giving him a disgruntled glare as well.
Then, Prince Jing's entire being instantly relaxed.
With the girl acting like that, he could truly believe she was no longer angry, and he could finally be at ease.
"Wait for it, the gift I've prepared for you this time is no ordinary one," Prince Jing said, pulling a small wooden box from his sleeve.
