The old man just smiled, suddenly taking a Bixie ring from his finger. "Here, little girl. Take this ring as a thank-you gift from your grandpa."
Bai Su quickly waved her hands. "Please don't. It was nothing. You don't have to be so formal."
But the old man stubbornly insisted on putting it on her. "It's just a worthless little Bixie. If you don't accept it, you're looking down on this old junk I'm offering!"
Since he'd put it that way, Bai Su couldn't refuse.
She could only let the old man place the ring on her finger.
The old man gazed at the ring on her hand and smiled benevolently. "I used to have a little granddaughter who also loved to mess around with food like this. You're very much alike. Unfortunately, she wasn't in good health like you and passed away from illness far too young..."
Bai Su patted his back comfortingly.
