After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 466 - 469: Jiao Yang’s "Joke"【3】

Titanium Crystal?!

Luo Xiaoqian became increasingly surprised. Although it was her first time seeing this type of crystal, she had heard of its name before from Xu Xia. According to Xu Xia, Titanium Crystal was one of the most expensive types of quartz, with a very limited yield.

This bracelet was crafted from a single piece of Titanium Crystal, a process that was extremely wasteful of material, making its value even more immeasurable.

Such an expensive item, who could have sent it?

Noticing her confusion, Leng Zimo raised his hand and took out a card from a compartment in the box and handed it to her.

"I’m not very good at dancing. That’s probably the only thing I’m not as good at as he is. If I had known this, I wouldn’t have learned the piano back in the day; learning ballet would have been better."

The handwriting on the card appeared somewhat childish, and the word for "ballet" was even missing the radical for "grass".

Luo Xiaoqian let out a light laugh, "This guy, he’s really something else with his ’lightning’!"

With that kind of handwriting, those kind of typos, there was no need to ask; it was definitely from Jiao Yang.

Leng Zimo didn’t say anything, but reached into her handbag on the table, took out her cell phone, and presented it to her.

"Say thank you for me."

"Okay!"

Luo Xiaoqian took the mobile phone, put the bracelet back into the box, and then dialed Jiao Yang’s number.

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Asia View.

CEO’s office.

Jiao Yang casually laid his legs on the office desk, his gaze lazily fixed on the large screen on the wall.

The screen was showing a video of the "Huaxia Idol" carnival concert.

Watching Leng Zimo dance with Luo Xiaoqian on the screen, Jiao Yang’s lips gently curved upwards.

"Leng Zimo, this time I’m not admitting defeat, but withdrawing from the battlefield."

The phone on the desk rang.

He reached for his phone, glanced at Luo Xiaoqian’s number, and immediately pressed the call button.

"Dear Xiaoqian, are you ready to abandon your fiancé and elope with me?"

On the other end of the phone, Luo Xiaoqian had already burst into laughter.

"Jiao Yang, aren’t you bored, always performing such acts? Isn’t it too uninteresting?"

"Do I look like I’m acting? I’m very sincere, okay?"

Jiao Yang laughed too, but that smile wasn’t as flamboyantly bright as usual, tinged with a hint of sadness.

"Yes, you’re sincere, very sincere," Luo Xiaoqian said formally, "I’ve received the gift, thank you very much. The golden feathers inside are really beautiful, like the wings of an angel."

"Those were originally my wings; I plucked them to give to you!" Jiao Yang’s eyes fell on the large screen, where Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian were embracing and kissing, "Xiaoqian, best wishes."

"Thank you, thank you!" Luo Xiaoqian expressed her gratitude earnestly, "The first thanks was from Zimo, and the second one was from me!"

"I accept yours, but his... I do not!" Jiao Yang put down his long legs resting on the table, "Xiaoqian, you’re only engaged, there’s still time to choose me."

"Here we go again, Jiao Yang, aren’t you tired of this? Do you really enjoy teasing me like this?" Luo Xiaoqian asked with a laugh.

"Have you always thought I was joking?"

"Aren’t you?!"

"I have a secret, do you want to hear it?"

"Of course, if you want to tell, I don’t mind being your audience."

"This secret is about the last time, the girl I told you about, I’ve realized, I’ve truly fallen for her, and also, it seems I’ve found myself..."

This sentence, his tone, was particularly deep, without a trace of jest.