Gu Jiaojiao had already guessed that the box probably contained some kind of jewelry.

In her past life, she had owned a great deal of jewelry, so she naturally had a discerning eye.

She opened the box and lifted the red cloth on top, revealing a pair of ice-blue Jade Bracelets.

The color was like that of glacial ice. Perfect and flawless, the lustrous ice-blue Jade Bracelets had a superb watery quality. Inside, you could even see a few angular snowflake patterns.

These bracelets were not just beautiful. They were also extremely precious.

The most common top-grade jadeite on the market was green; blue was very rare.

But the blue jadeite in her hands wasn’t just a clear, bright color and smooth to the touch—the patterns within were also exceptionally rare.

’If these were from her time, people would go crazy fighting over them.’

"These are truly too precious."

Even she, who was accustomed to fine jewelry, was captivated by the pair of bracelets.

Though Jiaojiao said they were too precious, her eyes were glued to the bracelets, unable to look away. The more she looked, the more delighted she became, her shimmering eyes curving into crescents.

It was the first time Leng Yuan had seen his dear wife so infatuated with treasure.

He had given Gu Jiaojiao the family passbook before.

His wife had just tossed it somewhere and then paid it no mind.

After they got married, he had opened a new passbook in Gu Jiaojiao’s name and put it with the old one.

Later, the money from selling venison, the money from the fountain pens Jiaojiao sold, and even the money from the facial soap—he deposited all of it into Jiaojiao’s account.

He had made several deposits, but to this day, Jiaojiao still didn’t know there was a second passbook. She had never once even asked about the money in it.

Leng Yuan was both amused and exasperated.

He earned money for Jiaojiao to spend.

But he had earned so much money, and Jiaojiao hadn’t noticed at all, which left him with absolutely no sense of accomplishment.

’Lately, I don’t even feel like earning my royalties. It’s not like my wife cares anyway.’

Out of sheer principle.

He had been resisting the urge to tell Jiaojiao, just to see when his wife would finally discover the new passbook.

But to this day, Jiaojiao remained oblivious.

Leng Yuan glanced at the bracelets, and there was a subtle shift in his tone.

"You like these bracelets that much?"

Jiaojiao nodded, completely missing the shift in his tone. Instead, she started showing them off to him.

"These are real treasures—top-grade glass-type jadeite. They’ll definitely be worth a fortune in the future."

Jiaojiao admired them for another moment, running her fingers over them a few more times before reluctantly placing the bracelets back in the box.

’She was absolutely in love with these bracelets.’

’I have to find a good place to hide these bracelets.’

’If someone found and stole them, I’d be absolutely heartbroken.’

Jiaojiao paced around the room but couldn’t find a good hiding spot. In the end, she could only look pitifully at her husband.

She knew her husband had a talent for hiding things, guaranteeing no one would ever find them.

Leng Yuan: ...

He turned his head, refusing to look at Jiaojiao.

The way his wife had just been fawning over the bracelets, unable to put them down—she had never shown that kind of affection toward him.

He knew what Jiaojiao wanted, so he deliberately avoided her gaze.

Jiaojiao: ...

’Wait, what’s wrong with my husband?’

’Has he fallen out of love with me?’

’Didn’t he just give up his brilliant future to be with me? How could he have fallen out of love so fast?’

Jiaojiao’s eyes darted about. She set the box on the bed, then threw herself into her husband’s arms to coax him.

"What’s wrong? Are you angry with me? If I did something wrong, just tell me, okay? I’ll change."

Gu Jiaojiao was bundled up in thick winter clothes, weighing a good hundred pounds. When she threw herself hard into his arms, he was afraid she would fall.

He instinctively wrapped his arms around Jiaojiao’s waist.

He had just steadied her when he heard Jiaojiao’s sweet, wheedling voice.

He looked utterly resigned. "I’m not angry."

’How could I be angry with such a sweet wife?’