It was Su Qing. She was still in the pink dress that she had been wearing when he had bumped into her at the hospital earlier in the morning; however, she had changed out of her stilettoes and into a pair of baby pink slippers.
She looked at him calmly and with a steady, emotionless voice asked, "Jiayan, are you getting married soon?"
When Qin Jiayan heard Su Qing's voice again, he finally blinked his eyes and shifted his eyes away from her face. He then slowly straightened his body and nodded his head lightly at her without speaking.
"Are you going to marry that girl I saw at the hospital this morning?" Su Qing continued.
Qin Jiayan remained silent and didn't even nod at her.
"She was quite pretty, and you two look quite compatible together. I also saw you accompany her to buy a ring. Is it a wedding ring or an engagement ring? When do you two intend to get engaged? When are you getting married?"
