Shi Yuhuan raised his hand and ruffled her hair: "I picked it up from a garbage can."
Pfft! Garbage can...
"Shi Yuhuan!" Song Qinghuan was angry again, but this time her anger was more like a tender chiding.
In her clear eyes, there was a touch of embarrassment. Her teeth bit her lip lightly, opening and closing slightly, as if seductively enticing.
Shi Yuhuan couldn't help it, he leaned down and kissed her lips, whispering into her ear, "You're quite gullible."
Eh! Song Qinghuan was speechless. When did she believe him? Of course, she would not believe that such a large diamond ring could be found in a garbage can.
She wasn't naive.
She looked at the six-carat diamond ring on her hand, the dazzling diamond on her soft ring finger was like a crystal-clear dewdrop fallen on a beautiful rose petal, a sophisticated and beautiful contrast.
Song Qinghuan felt this ring seemed to be tailor-made for her.
