Chapter 411: Sent a Fake Necklace

Lu Zhenzhen, supporting Chu Yao, walked away.

Nan Jiaojiao closed the balcony window, leaving only one side half open.

As soon as she turned around, Lu Zhenzhen’s hand slackened, and she dropped Chu Yao onto the carpet and sat down, rubbing her shoulders, “She must have gallons of booze in her, so damn heavy.”

“Drink this, it’ll sober you up.”

Ye Wanting followed suit, first fetching several bottles of yogurt from the fridge.

Lu Zhenzhen took a bottle, inserted a straw, and propped Chu Yao up against her irritably cajoling, “Come on, baby, open your mouth, let sister feed you your milk.”

Chu Yao lifted her eyes to glance at her and cracked a smile; the sound was scattered and disappeared as quickly as it had come out with her breath.

All she could breathe in was the pungent smell of alcohol.

Xu Tingting, holding unfinished snacks, came over and sat down beside Nan Jiaojiao, carefully observing Chu Yao, who seemed to be fine, just drunk.

She picked up a cushion, leaned back against the window, and generously shared her chips with Nan Jiaojiao.

The necklace around her neck slid out, and Xu Tingting, pinching the pendant, tried to tuck it back into her collar.

Not quite getting it right, she just left it outside.

“E, the new E.Y.

design?”

Nan Jiaojiao balanced the pendant on her fingertip; it was that gourd-shaped model.

But the one given to Qianqian had been set with pink diamonds, and the ultimate design included a one-carat diamond.

Stacked together, they shone brilliantly, a girly design that sold out as soon as it hit the market.

But the diamond inside Xu Tingting’s pendant seemed somewhat dull, more like crystal.

Xu Tingting beamed sweetly, “Song Jin gave it to me; he’s made some new progress at work and hadn’t bought me any gifts for months.

He saved up for a long time to buy this necklace.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s gaze deepened, “Tingting, every E.Y.

necklace comes with a certificate.”

She hinted delicately.

Xu Tingting took her hand and whispered, “I know it’s fake.

Song Jin didn’t manage to buy one and got this from someone else, but he was deceived into buying a replica.

He didn’t intend to give it to me initially.

I found out myself and when I pressed him, he admitted it.”

Xu Tingting had been around jewelry since she was young, and the Xu family pampered her; she had her own annual share of jewelry and would get more for her birthday from others.

She surely could distinguish between real and fake jewels.

Nan Jiaojiao inquired, “What did he say?”

“He said he’d been scammed and felt really annoyed.

He wanted to buy a new one for me, but E.Y.

never releases a second batch once their jewelry sells out.

He couldn’t buy it; I couldn’t bear him spending several times more to buy it somewhere else, so I told him to just give me this one.

Necklaces, you know, they all look the same when worn.”

Nan Jiaojiao felt there was something off but couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

Xu Tingting clearly was falling head over heels in love, with a blush on her face so tender it looked like it could be pinched.

Maybe it was her own varied experiences that made her skeptical about everyone, or perhaps Song Jin really hadn’t lied.

But still, she couldn’t help but say, “Tingting, don’t give everything to Song Jin just yet, take time to see things through.”

“I know.”

Xu Tingting whispered into her ear, “Brother wouldn’t allow it; he always comes to pick me up if I’m home late.”

Nan Jiaojiao glanced toward the dining room.

The men were chatting together, and the alcohol on the table hadn’t diminished much; they were all quite restrained.

Probably because Xu Shu was sitting nearby, with a bottle of sobering medicine right by him.

“Mhmm, your brother worries about you; you’re still young.”

“You’re one to talk; you’re already cohabitating with Third Uncle Bo,” Xu Tingting teased.