Shen Qianshu was slightly surprised and felt as if the thoughts on her mind were exposed by someone. Her face was red with embarrassment, looking like a ripened peach. Her heart was beating rapidly, but she managed to calm herself down and uttered. “Master, is it beautiful?”
“Yes.”
Beautiful!!
A really gender neutral bracelet.
Both men and women could wear them.
Shen Qianshu could not help but touch her ears, and they were burning. She miscalculated; she did not think that a male chauvinist pig like Master would actually know what the string of fate was. He must then know the history of the string of fate. Shen Qianshu immediately felt like her heart was jumping out of her chest.
“I have always thought of redesigning it and had a vague idea in my mind. Originally, I was going to use an energy stone and string it together with crystals, but I felt that it would too much. Using a weaving string is the best method. There are many different ways of weaving, but I… only know how to weave the string of fate!” She told a small lie. Actually, other than the string of fate, she knew the rest of the different styles of weaving, even the most complicated true love knot. However, she deliberately chose the string of fate that she did not know and even learned the method for a few days.
“When this stone was cut, the lines on the sides were too messy. I originally planned to grind it into a teardrop shape, but I felt that it would be too much of a waste. Thus, I decided to cut it into a fat heart shape.”
Little Tong Hua propped his chin with both hands and looked at Shen Qianshu with exasperation.
Mommy, do you know that explaining is covering? Quickly look into the mirror!!
A hint of a smile flashed past Ye Ling’s eyes, the pair of eyes that was always cold and covered with a layer of ice. “How about this jequirity bean?”
Shen Qianshun was stunned. She scratched her head and stammered. “I used it to… block the knothole. Yes, just because of that.”
Oh, you didn’t use putizi but used jequirity bean. Good thinking!!
The red bean grows in southern lands. With spring, its slender tendrils twine.
Gather for me some more, I pray, Of fond remembrance ’tis the sign.
Pairing it with a string of fate that bloomed once every five hundred years, may I always be in your heart, spending three lifetimes together with you.
Little Tong Hua propped his chin.Mommy, if you were born in the olden times, you must have been a talented woman!
It’s just a confession, and you took such a long way about. Even a rocket could go one round around the Earth.
Ye Ling lightly stroked the string of fate and softly said, “You weaved it yourself?”
“Yes… Yes!” Shen Qianshu already sensed that she was speaking too much and was giving herself away. Her face was red with embarrassment, and she felt so awkward that she wanted to dig a hole in the ground and hide in it. Her eyes darted around nervously, causing little Tong Hua to be exasperated. Her awkwardness was hitting the roof.
Son, give me some face!!
“Help me put it on,” Ye Ling said.
Shen Qianshu took out the bracelet and helped Ye Ling to put it on. The length was measured based on his wrist, and it was not too long and not too short, just the right length for him, and did not need to be adjusted. The bracelet looked exceptionally good on Ye Ling. His eyes seemed to have a flicker of emotion, but it was unclear and difficult to decipher. His eyelids slightly drooping, masking his emotions.
“So beautiful.”
“A customized bracelet, of course it’s nice,” Ye Ling said.
The way he put it across seemed to have a hidden meaning. Shen Qianshu’s face reddened further, and Ye Ling stared at the bracelet intently as if flowers could bloom under his gaze. Shen Qianshu slapped her face to calm herself down and took a long and deep breath.
Perfect!!
Other than the dreamlike princess decoration, everything was perfect, Ye Ling thought.
“How about you? No present?” Ye Ling asked little Tong Hua.
Little Tong Hua widened his eyes in surprise, pointed at himself, and said, “Me? Present?”
“Yes!”
“Didn’t my Mommy give you one already?”
“That’s your Mommy. You are you!”
Little Tong Hua’s eyes were as big as saucers, and he did not know how to argue. He hastily stood up, placed his hands on his hips, and said, “You wait here!”