Hearing her hoarse crying, Jian Yu let out a long sigh.
Who would have thought, who would have thought! The old are indeed cunning!
"Yingying, stop crying. He's not mad at you, do whatever you need to do! Isn't today your fashion show?" Jian Yu's light tone seemed to indicate that he had everything figured out.
"Jian, do you know why he's angry?" Lian Xinying's voice caught in her throat, puzzled.
"I know. Three years ago, when you two broke up, I got into a car accident, remember? When I woke up, aunt gave me a diamond ring, saying you returned it to her. That diamond ring, I personally took it to the designer for appraisal, confirmed it was the birthday gift he gave you back then... If you never gave that ring to anyone else, then..."
The thought was terrifying.
At this point, Lian Xinying's red lips parted, she was stupefied.
"There must have been two identical diamond rings, and the one you had, was likely fake."
