Liang Chen helped insert the hairpin next to Meng Zhaojun's forehead.
Meng Zhaojun admired the reflection of the hairpin in the mirror, swaying on her head, its luster sparkling—it was so beautiful.
Perhaps this hairpin was not only suitable for her age but also for when she grew up a bit more.
Meng Zhaojun really liked this gift. Initially, she planned to ask for more jewelry, but having received this beloved piece, she softened her heart and forgave Tang Shunyan. It was possible that the jewelry was quite expensive.
Still, one should show mercy when possible; she couldn't let this young boy think of her as a gold-digger.
"Tang Shunyan, the jewelry produced by Tang Family is well-crafted; I really like it. Thank you for the gift!"
Tang Shunyan nodded and gave a look to the shopkeeper, who discreetly slipped away, getting the hint.
