As he spoke, he made a show of adjusting the necklace, then lifted it up and held it before Han Yixiao's eyes: "There we go."
Han Yixiao glared at Han Jingnian, red-rimmed eyes welling up with unshed tears, and a lump of unspeakable bitterness clogging her throat.
It was clear that it wasn't the necklace that was tangled, but rather he was trying to snatch her necklace away!
"So that was the problem, huh? Well, isn't it untangled now?" Xia Wan'an walked over, took the necklace, and personally put it around Han Yixiao's neck: "If you wear it around your neck, it won't get tangled."
A single tear trailed down Han Yixiao's lashes, followed by a sweet smile towards Xia Wan'an.
Xia Wan'an ruffled her hair, then went to the couch to retrieve her stuff.
As she turned around, Han Jingnian's icy glare landed on the necklace Han Yixiao was wearing. Sensing his gaze, Han Yixiao raised her hand instinctively to protect the necklace, anger flooding her face once more.