Noticing the slightly guilty look in his girlfriend's eyes, Fu Yisheng raised his eyebrows as he supported her and massaged her shoulders.
"Is there something on my face?" he asked.
"No!"
"Then why are you staring at me?"
Lu Qingqing flattered him with a sweet smile, "Mr. Fu, I've realized that you look exceptionally handsome today! Really! You have a distinguished aura, elegant manners, dashing looks, a wild charm, a majestic stature, an appearance as fine as a tall and slender tree, the grace of moving air around you, and a grand carriage..."
Hearing a long string of idioms describing a man's handsomeness, the driver almost laughed out loud.
Fu Yisheng leaned back lazily, "With such sweet words, as if you've smeared honey on your lips, did you do something I don't know about?"
"No!" Lu Qingqing denied it even faster, "Absolutely not!"
"No?" Fu Yisheng did not believe her. He suddenly had an epiphany, "The ring you took out..."
