Wu Nianyin awkwardly tried to hide, but Shu Jingchu was quite bold and pointed at the Jade Gourd as she approached Wu Nianyin.
"Can I take a look?"
Wu Nianyin's mind raced, and he waved to stop the man whose expression had drastically changed, then took down the Jade Gourd and handed it to Shu Jingchu.
"No need to be so polite, Miss Shu. It's just a small trinket, of course!"
Shu Jingchu caught the Jade Gourd and began playing with it in her hands, unable to let go.
"Wow, what kind of jade is this made from? It feels so smooth, tender, and warm."
Wu Nianyin shook his head, "I don't know either. It's something my father left me."
Mentioning the word 'father,' Wu Nianyin's eyes flashed a hint of sorrow.
Shu Jingchu also felt somewhat embarrassed, and quickly handed the Jade Gourd back.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to!"
"It's nothing, just reminded me of someone. If Miss Shu likes it, I can find some more good ones for you later!"
"No need, no need. I was just curious!"
