Her Hand, Adorned with a Diamond Ring

As soon as the words left his mouth, Fu Hanjiang startled himself!

The way he spoke, as if he thought Sheng Xiangsi was so exceptional...

When did he start thinking that no one was worthy of her?

It was too strange!

Fu Hanjiang couldn't help feeling guilty, his Adam's apple rolling in his throat, his mouth dry, eager to make amends.

"I mean, are you so debased? Or are you just settling because you're desperate, finding someone like him?"

Sheng Xiangsi didn't even have time to react to his previous words before hearing this malicious belittlement.

She paused, her clear eyes fixed on him, and she smiled softly.

With her chin lifted slightly, she spoke gently, "You can belittle me all you want, but there's no need to belittle Zhao Ting."

"... " Fu Hanjiang regretted it.

He wanted to shock her into realization, but only realized afterwards that his words were too harsh.

"What do you mean then?"

Sheng Xiangsi's lips curved into a colder smile.

"Mr. Fu, please, I beg you, I finally found Zhao Ting, and he's willing to treat me well... please don't ruin this for me!"

After giving him a deep look, she turned and ran.

"Sheng Xiangsi! Stop right there!" Fu Hanjiang was infuriated.

The girl didn't even look back, running ahead heedlessly under the streetlights, her figure dimly illuminated.

Fu Hanjiang rubbed his temples in frustration. His wife had become his sister, but why did she seem even more disagreeable than before!

...

After that night, Zhao Lianghan didn't come back to Mishao.

Sheng Xiangsi appeared calm, but inside she couldn't help feeling anxious. Would he not come back anymore?

While Zhao Lianghan didn't show up in person, he did contact her.

"Xiangsi, it's me."

"Mr. Zhao." Sheng Xiangsi felt both happy and nervous.

Happy that he hadn't forgotten her, but nervous that he hadn't forgotten her.

"When will you finish tonight?"

The man knew she worked late into the night, and the timing depended on the day's performance, which varied each day.

"Tonight... " Sheng Xiangsi calculated, "probably relatively early, Manager Wu asked me to open the show."

"Alright." Zhao Lianghan smiled, "Though it's a bit late, I'd like to have dinner with you. Are you willing?"

"Mm." Sheng Xiangsi naturally had no objections. "I'm willing."

"Good. See you tonight."

"See you tonight."

After hanging up the phone, her phone immediately rang again, with Zhao Lianghan sending the time and place.

Sheng Xiangsi put away her phone. After the performance ended, she quickly informed Manager Wu and hurried to the appointment.

Little did she know, she was being watched as soon as she stepped out...

The appointed place was the Red Conch Restaurant.

Because of Zhao Lianghan's special status, he couldn't be too conspicuous, so he booked a private room.

When Sheng Xiangsi arrived, Zhao Lianghan was already waiting for her.

"Mr. Zhao."

Sheng Xiangsi had ridden a shared bicycle and even jogged a short distance, so she was a bit out of breath. "Sorry for keeping you waiting."

"Where?" Zhao Lianghan stood up immediately, taking her hand. "Don't say that. It's only right for a gentleman to wait for a lady."

With that, he pulled out a chair and helped her sit down.

Zhao Lianghan handed her the menu. "Take a look. What would you like to eat?"

"Mm, okay."

Sheng Xiangsi ordered a set meal, delicate and affordable, neither too shabby nor too extravagant.

She remained composed, but Zhao Lianghan noticed.

She was different from the other dancers he had known before. Manager Wu said she graduated from an American art university.

Studied art, and even studied abroad.

It could be inferred that her family background was once good.

"Xiangsi." Zhao Lianghan tentatively asked, "Do you have any family left?"

"?" Sheng Xiangsi held a water glass, drinking, and was startled when she heard the question. She smiled bitterly and shook her head. "None, only myself."

"What?" Zhao Lianghan was surprised.

He thought he hadn't heard clearly, and Sheng Xiangsi added, "My relatives have all passed away, leaving only me."

So that's how it is.

That explains a lot.

No wonder she ended up dancing in Mishao...

And now, she's with him.

"Xiangsi."

Zhao Lianghan couldn't help but feel sorry for the girl in front of him. "I'll treat you well in the future. Treat me as your family."

"Mm." Sheng Xiangsi's eyes reddened slightly, sniffing, and forced a smile.

"Oh, by the way."

Zhao Lianghan fiddled with something and took out a small velvet box from his pocket, opening it and handing it to her.

"This is for you."

"What?" Sheng Xiangsi looked up.

In the velvet box, illuminated by the light, was a large diamond ring, sparkling brightly.

"For me?"

"Yes."

Zhao Lianghan smiled, taking out the ring and gently placing it on her ring finger.

"Do you like it?"

At that moment, at the door.

"Mr. Fu, you've got the wrong room, it's not this one..."

"How could that be?"

Fu Hanjiang pretended to be confused, "I booked the room myself, how could I get it wrong? It's definitely here!"

He had followed Sheng Xiangsi here and watched her enter!

In any case, he must go in today! Take her out!

"Uh, Mr. Fu, please..."

The waiter couldn't stop him. Fu Hanjiang pushed the waiter aside and pushed open the door of the private room.

At a glance, he saw Zhao Lianghan holding Sheng Xiangsi's hand, and she was wearing a large diamond ring on her hand!

Had they gone this far already?

"Mr. Fu?"

Zhao Lianghan didn't expect someone to suddenly barge in, and he recognized this person.

He stood up with a smile, "Mr. Fu, what's this...?"

Fu Hanjiang gave a short, light laugh, walking slowly to them and extending his hand to Zhao Lianghan. "Oh, Zhao Ting, it's you. Tsk!"

He closed his eyes, seeming somewhat regretful.

"I'm sorry, I got the room number wrong and barged in here! Sorry for disturbing you!"

His gaze intentionally or unintentionally swept over Sheng Xiangsi, carrying a hint of mockery.

"And who is this... Zhao Ting, don't we need introductions?"

"Oh."

Zhao Lianghan smiled awkwardly, not too natural, waving to Sheng Xiangsi, "This is Xiangsi - she's an assistant for one of our projects. Xiangsi, this is Mr. Fu Hanjiang."

"Mr. Fu, hello." Sheng Xiangsi stood up, her hands folded neatly.

"Oh?"

Fu Hanjiang, as if he didn't recognize her, spoke with a hint of frivolity, "An assistant? You're so beautiful. Are you really just an assistant? Zhao Ting, don't hide things."

His words made Zhao Lianghan break out in a cold sweat.

He shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, she's just an assistant."

"Is that so?"

Fu Hanjiang narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed on Sheng Xiangsi like a nail.