[But... everyone's been pretty happy today. Wouldn't it be a little inappropriate for me to bring up this Red String now?]
Jiang Yourning lowered her head and glanced at the Red String in her hand, sinking into thought.
Beside her, Jiang Wanrong's heart gave a sudden jolt when she heard this.
Her gaze drifted toward Jiang Yourning's hand. Seeing the strip of red peeking out of her palm, her spirits instantly plunged to rock bottom.
Jiang He, however, did not quite understand.
He had been worrying about finding a topic to change the subject. Hearing Jiang Yourning's thoughts, he rose, spotted the Red String in her hand, and immediately circled over to her with a smile. Grabbing one end, he tugged it out of her hand.
"Ooh, let your second brother see what lovely thing Ningning has here."
Seeing how tattered the Red String was, he could not help frowning. "Ningning, if you want red strings, I'll buy you some. As many as you like. This one's already in such a state-just throw it away."
"..."
Everything happened in a flash of lightning. Watching Jiang He expose the matter so quickly, Jiang Wanrong, who had more or less pieced everything together, looked even worse.
What was a pigheaded teammate? This was one.
Everyone's eyes settled on the Red String, and Jiang Yourning sighed silently.
[Fine, fine. The sooner some things are cleared up, the sooner I can rest easy.]
"Dad, Mom, do you remember where this Red String came from?"
Jiang Huai'an took just one look before quickly shaking his head, confusion in his eyes.
"Don't all red strings look about the same? Though this one is so tattered that it stands out."
Lin Xiangyin was even less concerned. "Oh, Ningning, it's only a worn-out string. If you like red