In the past, because Sheng nanxuan often wore the string of beeswax that minling gave him, he would not choose this.
However, Tong Siyao said that the prayer beads were for playing with, not for wearing. Moreover, it was a gift from his son. Sheng nanxuan would definitely like it.
Moreover, people nowadays liked to spin things in their hands as they got older. Even the young and powerful people did this. Who knew if Sheng nanxuan had such a need? It was also a good thing that his son had thought of it first.
Sheng Yiting, on the other hand, thought that since his family was so rich, his father must have used a lot of tricks. The string of prayer beads in his hand might be a good way to dispel his hostility. So, he made his choice.
However, if Sheng nanxuan didn't like it, he wouldn't say that it was Tong Siyao's idea.
Sheng nanxuan counted two beads in his palm and could not help but smile. "Not bad."
As he counted, he forgot to stop.