"Of course. And that is because I have the real incense burner with me here." Liu Yueran declared proudly, bringing out a box and opening it.
At her words, the entire hall broke out into an uproar. Murmurs rippled through the guests, a few already craning their necks to see the so-called 'real' incense burner.
Shen Linyi's expression didn't waver. Her lips curved into a faint dangerous, and amused kind of smile— the type that never reached her eyes.
"Oh?" she asked smoothly. "You mean to say that I gifted my uncle a counterfeit?"
Her tone was light, almost teasing, but the underlying chill made several guests fall silent.
Liu Yueran lifted her chin proudly. "Exactly. And once you compare both, everyone will see the truth."
Jiang Ruoshu, seated not far from her, watched the scene unfold with quiet satisfaction. She was pleased to have someone carry out her dirty job.
The host hesitated, glancing between them. "Miss Liu… are you certain?"
