It is very beautiful purple, with a faint purple mixed with golden colors, like the stars under the purple night sky.

Ke Huanye has seen this bracelet. In Wen Tianmu's photo, Wen Tianmu's mother, the beautiful and gentle woman, is wearing this bracelet on her hands.

"Wen Tianmu, this is your mother's relics. You are not afraid that I will break it. It doesn't matter if you feel sorry for it at that time!"

Ke Huanye has been interested in this bracelet for a long time. She has always liked purple. There may not be a second piece of purple jade in this world, so of course she likes it.

Priceless!

"Ke Huanye, the wound on your hand is ugly."

Wen Tianmu spoke out disgusted, but did not answer the question about the bracelet.

The bracelet was just right in size and looked very good on her hands. Seeing the purple bracelet tightly covering the wound, it quietly curled the corners of her mouth.

There was a beauty in ancient times. She smiled and sang the city, and then smiled and sang the country. Ke Huanye felt that this sentence was not an exaggeration to use on the eldest son.

A cold face, even a little smile, is enough to touch people's hearts.

"Yes, I've given you my mother's relics, so we can exchange them equally. Although that one is not as expensive as you, you won't mind!"

Ke Huanye smiled brilliantly, looked at the bracelet in his hand, and felt happy.

This is just right, covering the wound on your hand. Wen Tianmu is really a genius and can come up with such a good way.

Anyway, she had already given her mother's belongings to Wen Tianmu, so she would not take advantage of it.

The first thing someone who is slow to have is never the emotional problem. For example, this is a relic of his mother, maybe it is a token of love given to his mother by his father, or a ancestral treasure given to his wife by his grandmother.

"Ke Huanye, my hand hurts."

Wen Tianmu got up and sat beside her, with his dark eyes slightly lowered, and handed her hand to her, signaling her to apply medicine.

"Okay, I'll give you medicine."

Ke Huanye smiled brightly, and his bright eyes shining like the stars of the night.

As the saying goes, she still has this enlightenment when she eats others' soft-mouthedness and uses others' soft-workedness.

When applying medicine to Wen Tianmu, Ke Huanye was very careful, and the wound on his hand was shocking.

She thought it was just bleeding, but now she saw clearly that the palms of her hands were swollen, and even her fingers were purple and blue, bulging, as if she could bleed out with a light poke with her hand.

"What did you do?"

Ke Huanye frowned and carefully wiped the blood on it little by little with a cotton ball.

What did this bastard do? He made such a pair of beautiful hands like this?

“Nothing was done.”

Wen Tianmu can't tell her that he smashed the piano! In this way, what she felt distressed was not his hand but the money.

If she knew that she had spent 120,000 yuan tonight, she would not know what kind of nerves this woman would be! Even if she went to school tomorrow, she would not have rushed over to quarrel with him.

"If you believe in you, you will have ghosts."

Ke Huanye frowned and snorted coldly.

The eldest young master must have done something extreme, but how can he make his fingers swollen? This is a very deep question.

"Does it hurt? Do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up? It looks very serious. I don't know if the medicine can go away."
Chapter completed!