He intuitively thought it was written by a man.

Xiang Yami studied abroad before, but she was eight feet away from France.

How could she receive such a strange package?

He was still debating in his mind whether to dismantle it or not, but his fingers reacted with great honesty.

Luo Luo had just gone out not long ago, so he probably wouldn't be back soon, so he tore from left to right, not forgetting to observe the movement near the door.

Damn it, he needs a competent secretary to watch over them, so that when he occasionally does work, he doesn't have to worry about someone coming in uninvited.

One layer of packaging.

Two layers of packaging.

Three layers of packaging.

Four layers of packaging.

..

..

When Zhan Chunxuan reached the eighth floor and was eager to start cursing, and deeply suspected that the package was just a prank created by a bored person in his spare time, a metal rectangular cube the size of a matchbox fell into his hands.

A red light in the upper right corner flashes, and when it is close to the phone, it emits a dark hissing sound. It should be a transmitting carrier of an interference source, and its purpose is unknown.

Sure enough there is a problem.

Zhan Chunxuan curled his lips and sneered, played with it a few times, then threw it aside and continued to unpack it.

After struggling for a long time, he finally saw the so-called book detected by the detector. It was a booklet of poems that is very popular at the moment. It was not big, but extremely thick, with a visual estimate of thousands of pages.

Is this really watchable?

If you flip through it lightly, the pages will fly around.

The title of the collection of poems is also very eye-catching, "Dedicated to the One I Love the Most". The author's name is very unfamiliar. He must be a depressed and frustrated poet who occasionally wrote down his sad feelings into words and published them in a collection.

The sales volume is not large, and not many copies are printed. The comfort to myself is greater than the actual meaning of the poetry collection.

But soon, he discovered something obviously wrong in it. The surface of the collection of poems had a cold metallic texture, and it felt very different from paper. He groped along the texture, trying to find the hidden mechanism.

After a crisp sound, the 'Collection of Poems' was opened from the middle, revealing its true interior.

This turned out to be a uniquely shaped jewelry box, and all the deliberate appearances were designed to hide the pink diamond ring the size of a pigeon egg.

Just by observing the gloss and clarity with the naked eye, it is easy to tell that this is definitely a rare and rare diamond. The 'Fire' auction house also sold one a long time ago, with a total value of hundreds of millions.

And this one, even without precision instruments to measure it, is known to be even more precious than the one auctioned by Lieyan.

Luoluo's exotic gift was so precious. Who could be so generous and spend tens of millions of dollars to please her?

It's not an ordinary relationship, would you be so willing?

There was also a delicate card hidden in the jewelry box, with the sender's font still written on it:

I knew you liked it, so I took it specially. The previous owner of this ring was a princess. In my heart, your existence is more precious than any princess.

Good luck and see you soon.

The name of the signer is English: Locke.

Zhan Chunxuan's heart seemed to have overturned the spice box immediately. For a moment, all kinds of flavors rushed to the edge of his tongue, making him feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

He put the dove egg-like ring on his little finger, guessing and thinking.
Chapter completed!