"I'm here, I'm here." The words of the saleswoman had barely finished when Yang Fei ran over, a delighted look on her face.
"Feifei, how come you're here?" Yang Gang pretended to be surprised.
Having spent several months impersonating a rich young man, Yang Gang's acting skills had reached the level of an almost movie star.
"That's a minor issue. The key point is the ring, the ring!" Yang Fei almost pressed herself onto the counter, looking very excited. She gazed for a moment, her expression slightly disappointed: "None of these rings are as beautiful as the one your fiancée has!"
She turned her head to Yang Gang, looking puzzled: "Hey, Gang, where did you get that ring you gave to Su Xiaoxi?"
Yang Gang's mouth twitched slightly, "Where did I get it... please, it's a family heirloom, okay?"
Yang Fei blinked, "Aren't you an orphan?"
"Orphans also have parents, don't they!"
"Oh, that's true."
