Hearing this, Qi Yu readily agreed.
Song Ling caught her gaze, went upstairs to retrieve a jade pendant of fine quality, with a moist texture, and placed it in front of Qi Anran. He shamelessly declared, "This jade piece is the treasure of our shop, valued at ten thousand taels of gold."
Having spent so much time with Qi Yu, he had become accustomed to deceit without a blush or skipped heartbeat.
Qi Anran carefully picked up the jade pendant to take a look. Noticing its moist luster and faint purplish sheen, she knew it was substantial at a glance and was almost too fond of it to let go.
Her eyes betrayed her greed as she touched the jade pendant and looked at Qi Yu, "Sister, can you buy this jade pendant for me?"
Qi Yu smiled faintly and spoke in an offhanded tone, "Why shouldn't I?"
Before the joy on Qi Anran's face could be fully expressed, she was chilled by another voice at her ear, "I'm just afraid sister might not be able to afford it."