Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (133)
編集者: Atlas Studios
Qiao Ruoxi was so shocked that her speech became incoherent.
She turned her head to look at him twice. She was not sure of his intentions. 'Is it really for me?'
'Look at how touched she is. It's just a ring and she's already so happy?'
The corners of Feng Yunan's mouth twitched imperceptibly. He added, "Don't be too touched. Giving you a ring doesn't mean anything. Grandpa wants to check it. This is for him to see. He has to do some superficial work."
Actually, the ring was indeed for Qiao Ruoxi. Otherwise, he would not have pretended to ask her to try it on.
After all, the ring was almost on her finger at the wedding. But he had abandoned her and gone after Wen Ke'er. Actually, he owed her one.
'Oh… I see!'
His words were like a bucket of cold water that woke Qiao Ruoxi up in time.
She woke up and instantly understood.