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??Chapter 1852: Chapter 1852: The More Willful the Better, I’ll Spoil You

Chapter 1852: Chapter 1852: The More Willful the Better, I’ll Spoil You

She thought that Brother Molian was disdaining her.

“Brother Molian, please continue.”

“Heh.”

Elder Princess giggled softly.

“Zimo, you continue to do Sangsang’s hair. I’ll go outside and have a look,” she said, then left.

“Brother Molian, am I really wilful?”

After the door had been closed, Lin Caisang asked Sui Zimo.

“Not at all,” Sui Zimo said in reply.

He thought that his Sang’er was not wilful, but rather too submissive. If only she could be a bit more wilful and treat those who had bullied her with more severity, that would be even better.

But who would make his Sang’er kind?

“My Sang’er, the more wilful the better. With

to spoil you, even if you were to poke a hole in the sky, I would be able to nd it,” he said.

“Pfft!”

Hearing his words, Lin Caisang couldn’t help but laugh.

“Brother Molian, why don’t you say that after I poke a hole in the sky, you’ll help

make that hole even bigger?”

“Hmm?”

Sui Zimo raised an eyebrow.

“That’s a good idea, we could try it later,” he said.

Lin Caisang: “…”

He really wanted to try it, huh? Better not, though.

So ti later, after Sui Zimo had finished combing Lin Caisang’s hair, he carefully opened the box placed on the dressing table.

“What is this?”

Lin Caisang had never seen the contents before and asked.

She had known for so ti that Sui Zimo carried this box with him, but she had no idea what was actually inside.

She only knew that it was a coming of age gift Brother Molian had prepared for her.

When Sui Zimo opened the box, revealing a hairpin inside, Lin Caisang was taken aback for a mont.

The color of the hairpin was so strange; it looked milky white, but when she moved slightly, it appeared gold.

Then, as she looked at the hairpin from a different angle, the color changed again.

“This hairpin changes colors,” she said, looking at Sui Zimo.

“Yes, this is a color-changing jade I obtained a few years ago. I made it into two hairpins, and I’m going to put one on you,” he said.

Sui Zimo took the hairpin from the box and inserted it into Lin Caisang’s hair, leaving only the realistically carved magnolia flower on the end showing.

“Strange, why do I feel warmth on my head, so comfortable?”

As soon as the hairpin was in her hair, Lin Caisang felt her body temperature rise considerably, unsure if it was just psychological.

“The color-changing jade is warm in winter and cool in the sumr, and it also aids in cultivating spiritual power. I’ve just discovered it,” Sui Zimo comnted.

If he had discovered it earlier, he would have given it to his Sang’er long ago, without waiting until now.

“Let’s go outside,” he said.

He took his Sang’er’s hand and led her out to the yard.

…

In the yard, many people from Ya Village had co over, along with a few uninvited guests.

“Look, if you hadn’t ssed up before, Lin Caisang would have been your wife!” Elder Mr. Zhou stood in a corner, his eyes filled with malice, glaring at Sui Zimo who was assisting Lin Caisang out.

“Now, that brat gets all the luck. Don’t know what kind of dumb luck he walked into.”

Zhou Liang, hearing his grandfather’s words, just casually glanced at the golden couple that had just stepped out of the room. His expression couldn’t have been more indifferent.

“Grandfather, please stop talking about it. She has nothing to do with

anymore,” he said.

During the year or so, he had already suffered enough at the hands of that she-tiger at ho. If he didn’t settle down a bit, he wouldn’t be able to live his future days properly.