"Ah, how do you know?" Leng Yu Yan couldn't help but frown.
"Just caught a glimpse when I flipped through it earlier."
"You remembered it with just a glance?" she exclaimed in surprise and disbelief.
"Never forget a thing," he replied with a proud nod.
Leng Yu Yan snatched back the two books, flipping open one of them to indeed find illustrations of jade crafting tools.
"Ye Yiheng!" Leng Yu Yan pointed at him with the book, her voice a mix of embarrassment and annoyance. "I see now, the purpose of your jade purchases in Beilan City was for this, right?"
Her delicate face, as soft as curdled cream, turned crimson, her round eyes staring wide, her long, curled eyelashes trembling slightly, and her crimson lips firmly closed, clearly pushed to the peak of vexation.
Ye Yiheng didn't know how to clear himself; he had bought the jade intending to make a comb, and of course rings and bracelets were part of the goal, but he was not excluding other possibilities.
