Saying this, she took out a handkerchief from her bosom. She had always thought that keeping the handkerchief was meant to remind herself not to forget her hatred for Bai Qianye; but today in such a rush, she only managed to take away one single handkerchief.,"This hairpin..." Looking at the white jade hairpin in her hand, Qilin felt warmth in her heart and asked again, "Why are you giving it to me",“Don’t know why, but I just feel like it suits you.” Bai Qianye smiled and lifted Qilin’s chin up saying, “No woman has ever asked me if I prefer wine or tea in front of me. After I answered her question, she said she hates what I love. Hey, are we enemies"。