Zhu Yun took the jade pendant, looked at her dusty face, and said, "Thank you!"
"You don't have to thank me. This matter was caused by me. If I hadn't inspired you to write poetry, your jade pendant wouldn't have been stolen by someone."
"It is only natural that I return it to its original owner now."
Perhaps because of running around all night, Xu Miaojin seemed very tired.
Before, Quentin Zhu only thought that she was a little clever, willful and capricious girl.
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