Lin Wu was taken aback.
It was somewhat unexpected, yet it seemed within expectations.
She tugged at the corner of her lips, slightly tilting her head, her gaze stealing a glance at the man, "Who do you think it is?"
Bo Yuting clasped her hand, slowly intertwining their fingers, and looked at the silver ring on her ring finger. After a while, he said, "It's a style you would like."
"So?"
Lin Wu responded calmly.
Bo Yuting's tone carried a hint of grievance, as if he were coquettish yet it sounded more like an accusation, "…I don't know who around you would understand your preferences so well. I can't think of anyone else who would give you a ring that you would accept."
"…Lu Guichi? He only sees you as a friend, and with his brain, he wouldn't come up with something like this."
"…Your senior brother Xing Yan from Beijing University? But I've checked, this ring is a unique piece, priced in the hundreds of thousands, and it's limited edition, he can't afford to buy it for you."
