Rushing to the third floor, Feng Jinglei stood with her back against the door as it closed, taking a deep breath.
I hope he didn't hear anything.
Though she hoped for the best, Feng Jinglei's heart was uneasy throughout the night.
...
Weekend.
Early in the morning, Feng Jinglei woke up and at the dressing table, she was surprised to find her face seemed a bit rounder. Had she gained weight?
However, it seemed her chest had indeed become somewhat 'fuller'...
As her gaze fell, she caught sight of the delicate box in the dressing table drawer, with the ivory-like pendant inside.
The black cord on the pendant had been there for more than ten years, and it started to wear out. Last time, it broke and nearly got lost, luckily, it fell directly into her underwear, so it wasn't lost.
She planned to replace it earlier this year and had gone to some shops trying to find an identical one, but she couldn't find the same black cord each time.
