"Is that so? I remember someone saying that this is her wedding ring. How did it become a toy?" Bi Ying'er's voice was sharp as she rebuked, "Hua Tang, why are you so petty? Mr. Zhang is a major client of the company. Don't offend him."
Hua Tang took a deep breath and finally understood Bi Ying'er's intention. She paused for a few seconds, impassively took off the ring, and placed it on the table.
Zhang Jiang smiled and put on a pair of white gloves. He carefully held the ring and looked at it confidently. However, the more he studied it, the stranger his expression became.
Hua Tang recalled what Mu Chi had said last night; the ring wasn't worth much. Now, Bi Ying'er brought in a jewelry expert; the woman intended to have the expert identify the ring as substandard goods and embarrass her publicly.
"Miss Hua, may I ask where you got this ring from?" Zhang Jiang suddenly asked.
