"I'm sure you've already dug up my past thoroughly, aware of my family, aware of the cause of my mother's death, and that I lack a sense of security in marriage. So, does the phrase 'a plain ring to bind a lifetime' convince you?"
Qin Mu said with a smile, raising her hand for the two ladies to see.
The plain ring sat quietly on her finger, looking as though it had grown there because she had worn it for some time, modest and tacit.
Miss Wang and Editor-in-Chief Zhang exchanged a glance.
Qin Mu didn't really say much, but they decided not to inquire further.
"It's almost lunchtime, and thanks to Mr. Mu, it should be a good meal. I hope you both enjoy it. Once tonight's work is over, if you're still in Rongcheng, I'd be happy to guide you around," Qin Mu offered.
"What if we want to have a meal with Yichen?"
Editor-in-Chief Zhang suddenly asked with a smile.
"Leave it to me!"
Qin Mu, seeing their earnest desire, did not decline.
