Tang Li sat at the bedside, her left hand gently held by Song Baiyan.
Actually, she didn't have much knowledge about watches.
But she had Yu Sui beside her, who wore a 30,000 yuan Cartier in college.
On regular days, Yu Sui often looked at famous bags and watches.
Being exposed to it, Tang Li understood a bit.
Vacheron Constantin, like the one on her wrist, must be priced higher than Yu Sui's Cartier.
The 36 cut diamonds on the rim of the moon phase display dial between 1 and 2 o'clock might be worth tens of thousands, not to mention the 58 round-cut diamonds on the outer dial.
Even if she's not savvy about watches, she knows diamonds are expensive.
Yet Tang Li's focus did not linger long on the watch.
In the master bedroom, only two bedside lamps were glowing, which she had switched on when she entered.
The warm orange glow enshrouded the man's neck, shoulder, and back.
In a particular moment, Tang Li felt the entire world was at her feet.
