Ye Jiajia tucked loose hair strands behind her ears, feeling a little upset, "Actually, I'm not asking for a wedding ring. Getting married doesn't necessarily mean having to buy a ring. As long as two people can love each other, that's enough for me."
The topic was a bit sensitive.
Qiao Xiaon'an released her grip on the front car seat, falling back into her own spot, "Jiajia, if I were a man, I'd want to marry a woman like you. Gentle, kind, tolerant, generous."
Ye Jiajia tucked her hair behind her ears again.
It was already past eleven in the morning, with a bright autumn sun outside the car window.
We were reaching the suburbs where the road conditions improved considerably. There was no traffic, and the roads were wider.
Ye Weiyi was a bit of an airhead and couldn't understand why Jiajia had invited Lu Yichen along. The man her best friend was infatuated with, was also the man her twin sister liked.
The relationships were so messy.
The car continued steadily onwards.