The atmosphere turned awkward as the abbots left them. Yan Qiufeng stood holding the box in his open palm. His face had also turned red when the abbots mistook them as a couple. When Wang Jingyuan did not correct the abbots, his heart did a string of somersaults. But perhaps she was just too polite to make the abbots lose face…
Yan Qiufeng cleared his throat. "Um, if I understood Abbot Jingchen correctly, these bracelets will bring good luck to one's love life. You should keep them to share with whichever lucky young man you fall in love with."
Wang Jingyuan pushed the box back to him. "Nonsense. Abbot Jingchen gave the bracelets to you, so you should keep them to give to your beloved."
"Abbot Jingchen gave them to us. You have a claim to these bracelets as well, Miss Wang."
"Well…we are at a stalemate, then. The only way to resolve this is if we both wear one."
