Although Uncle Zhong could not read it clearly, he could still recognize the word "in my existence" at the beginning and "love" at the end.
Mu Siyin's curled into a smile. "The only way we'll know is if we ask him."
Uncle Zhong smiled widely and nodded. "This is your token of love, you must keep it safe."
Mu Siyin nodded with a smile. "Okay."
Contented, Uncle Zhong went on his patrol while Mu Siyin stared at the words with her brows knitted together.
She had a feeling that the origin of the jade was not simple.
In the afternoon, Mu Siyin felt a little sleepy, so she took a nap in the room.
After a long while, Mu Siyin suddenly felt someone pinching her nose. She could not breathe and immediately stifled awake.
When she opened her eyes, she saw a familiar, handsome face looking at her with a soft smile.
She creased her forehead and looked at Shi Beiyu in anguish. "What are you doing?"
Mu Siyin was sleeping soundly!
