When Xu Yingying heard this voice, she found it inexplicably familiar. She turned around and frowned.
Ye Anyao's face was slightly pale, and she looked a little weak as she entered the door with Huo Yanling.
The designer already knew that these two people were scumbags, but they had paid the deposit. If they did not design the ring, it would be a violation of the contract.
Hence, she revealed an awkward and stiff smile. "Miss Ye, look. Your wedding ring."
"Yanling, take a look. Do you like it?" Ye Anyao asked gently.
Huo Yanling's expression was still ugly. He looked exhausted.
"Yes," he replied casually.
At this moment, Xu Yingying turned around and leaned against the sofa to look at them. "You're getting married?"
The two of them looked at her.
Ye Anyao was originally impatient. Who was this person who had nothing to say? But the moment she saw Xu Yingying, she remembered who this person was.
