He Bought Her a Necklace

After returning the jewelry to the clerk, she began browsing other pieces. Based on the attendant's attitude, she decided to make her purchases right here, well aware that sales representatives in such counters earned commissions on the items they sold.

"Shh, send me a few of those photos too!" Xing Haotian whispered to the young shop assistant.

"Certainly, sir!" The young woman cheerfully transmitted the photos to Xing Haotian.

Unaware of this, Wei Zi continued browsing and quickly settled on a matching set of jewelry. Although it did not carry the astronomical twenty-million price tag of the "Frozen" collection, it still cost around one hundred thousand. From this transaction alone, she would pocket a commission of four to five thousand.

Naturally, Xing Haotian footed the bill. To Wei Zi, one hundred thousand was not a small sum, but to Xing Haotian, it was merely a drop in the ocean. Since he was willing to pay, she let him.

"Ah! Miss, please wait a moment!" The sales clerk shrieked in excitement. Wei Zi, having already stepped toward the exit, was startled to be called back.

"Miss, Master Fan has just seen your image, and he has decided that this jewelry set can be sold to you!" the clerk announced. Oh heavens, a twenty-million mega-sale had actually landed in her hands!

"What?" Wei Zi stared at her in shock. She had harbored no real hopes; she had only tried it on under the principle of wearing it since it cost nothing.

"Wei Zi, it was always meant to belong to you!" Xing Haotian chimed in, equally delighted, and followed the clerk to process the payment. Meanwhile, Wei Zi remained in a daze, completely unable to process the situation.

Standing nearby, Attorney Zeng remarked with evident envy, "Miss Wei Zi, General Xing is truly wonderful to you!"

Wei Zi looked at him blankly until Xing Haotian returned with the jewelry, snapping her back to reality as if from a dream.

"You actually bought it?"

"Of course. Didn't you love it? Besides, Master Fan approved it!" Xing Haotian said. In truth, he did not know any Master Fan; he had already been plotting to pull strings and seize the set by force if the master refused—who cared, since Wei Zi loved it?

If Wei Zi desired it, he would shatter the moon in the sky and pluck it down for her.

Conflict raged in Wei Zi's heart. She had never wanted to acquire such an expensive set on a whim, but now that the jewelry was truly in her hands, she felt entirely unwilling to return it. Doing so would feel like carving flesh from her own body.

This must be what women's greed felt like, she thought.

"I'll give you the money after my birthday," Wei Zi said.

"What are you talking about? I bought this set for you; I don't need your money," Xing Haotian replied.

A resolute expression settled on Wei Zi's face. "The Ninefold Profound Heaven Art is a priceless treasure. I accepted it to settle the debt between us because I felt I had nothing else of equal value to offer. But as for this jewelry, if I cannot repay you, I will not keep it. I have money of my own, and I will pay you back."

"Wei Zi, do you really have to calculate everything so coldly?" Xing Haotian's fiery eyes swirled with deep whirlpools, the flame within seeming to extinguish and turn into a dark, smoldering crimson.

"It's necessary. I don't want to be entangled with you so deeply," Wei Zi said.

A sharp pang stabbed at Xing Haotian's heart. Though Wei Zi had rejected him in the past, her rebuffs had always been gentle; she had never expressed her intentions with such absolute finality.

Xing Haotian offered a bitter smile, his expression suddenly shifting as he declared, "If you truly believe our affairs can be wiped clean with these material things, then let me tell you: you might think it's enough, but I don't. To keep my conscience at peace, you will just keep them!"

"Xing Haotian, stop twisting the logic!" Wei Zi glared at him, frowning.

Yet to Xing Haotian, that glare held infinite charm, instantly setting his heart ablaze and soothing away his recent disappointment and pain.

"Or is it that you want me to feel guilty toward you? Do you want me to keep taking responsibility for you?" Xing Haotian suddenly adopted a brazen, unyielding facade.

"I do not!"

"Isn't that what you're thinking? You reject my kindness and constantly talk about drawing a clear line between us, yet you refuse to let me make amends. If that isn't asking me to take responsibility, what is?"

"Shut up!" Wei Zi had never imagined that Xing Haotian possessed such an unreasonable side, daring to bicker shamelessly right out on the street.

Both Wei Zi and Xing Haotian cut striking figures, and Xing Haotian’s shock of fiery red hair was his unmistakable trademark. This was an upscale district frequented by the elite; if paparazzi caught them here, it would spell disaster.

With no other choice, Wei Zi abandoned the argument, and the three of them boarded the Azure Dragon chariot.

Seated inside, Xing Haotian leaned in close and murmured softly, "Wei Zi, let me help you put them on."

Wei Zi’s heart had been itching for them anyway. Prompted by Xing Haotian, she offered no resistance, taking out the jewelry pieces and letting him adorn her with them.

The sensation was entirely different from before. When she had tried them on earlier, she had worn them simply with the mindset of enjoying a free experience. But now, this jewelry genuinely belonged to her. The thrill bubbling up inside her was beyond description!

Not only was Wei Zi thrilled, but she also wanted to make others miserable. Opening her personal communicator, she snapped several pictures and selected the most stunning one to upload to her personal album.

By this time, her album had already accumulated over a dozen comments. Although she had blocked Wei Xuan, Wei Qing, He Xiaohe, and Wei Dongming, her college classmates still had access. Her gorgeous photo naturally drew a flurry of likes. Because these people were unlike Wei Qing and lacked the discerning eye to realize how exorbitant Wei Zi's attire was, they simply thought she looked exceptionally lovely wearing it. Most of them focused entirely on her face, treating the clothes as mere background embellishment!

However, the moment the photo of her necklace went public, it sent shockwaves through her network.

After all, this was a masterpiece by Master Fan. For a woman to publicly post a photo of it—had it merely been a trial wear, such a thing would have been strictly prohibited!

This could only mean one thing: Master Fan's "Frozen" had found its buyer. Who on earth was this woman? That became the burning question on everyone's mind!

The moment Wei Zi posted the photo to her album, Xing Haotian was the very first to download and save it. But a moment later, he realized the situation was spiraling out of control.

As a general of the Great Sky Nation, Xing Haotian possessed power that could easily be described as overwhelming. With just a few text commands issued from his communicator, his subordinate technical personnel intercepted and blocked all shares of the image. Furthermore, Wei Zi's photo was embedded with anti-counterfeiting digital watermarks, rendering re-shares impossible. Even if someone tried to photograph her through secondary recording tools, electronic interference would blur the image, making it impossible to capture her face clearly.

Oblivious to the storm she had unleashed, Wei Zi was still reveling in the delightful thought of how green with envy Wei Qing would be upon seeing her pictures, feeling utterly triumphant.