"Yifei, stop teasing me." Song Xirou blushed, showing a bit more shyness typical of a young lady.
Quan Yifei replied, "No way, I'm just telling the truth. Besides, I'd say that's better than being a single dog like me who doesn't even have a boyfriend."
"You guys sit here, I'll go get you some drinks and dim sum."
With that, she got up and left.
Song Xirou subtly glanced at the ring on Jian Qing's hand, nearly swallowed by jealousy, but held it back at the last moment.
She smiled softly and said, "Jian Qing, your ring is so beautiful, may I take a look?"
Jian Qing lowered her head, twirling the ring, and replied indifferently, "Sorry, but I don't like others touching my things."
"Oh, I see. Then forget it, it was rude of me to ask." Song Xirou's face showed a hint of regret and she awkwardly said.
"I just thought the ring was beautiful and wanted to have a look, that's all."
Jian Qing stayed silent, her eyes emotionless, unreadable.
