Shen Hanxing looked up in the living room and saw Ji Yan entering empty-handed. She asked curiously, "Where's Qiao Xi?"
"I'm not sure," Ji Yan answered and sat beside Shen Hanxing. "What are you doing, Mrs. Ji?"
"The bracelet grandma made for me. Does it look good?" Shen Hanxing reached out her hand with a smile. She shook her fair wrist in a show-off manner. A thin red string was tied around her slender wrist, and the lines of the string could be vaguely seen. Her snow-white skin looked even more radiant under the red string. The intense collision of color made her look prettier. There was also a tiny gold pendant on the red string, representing everything that would go as one wished. Grandma's hands were very skillful, and this bracelet would not look out of place even in a luxury store.
