This thought made her feel as if she had been suddenly drenched in a pot of cold water, her nerves tensing up.
"What's the matter, scared?" Mo Nanjue glanced at her coldly, his tall and straight figure making the interior of the car feel even more cramped.
Tong Ran's gaze moved from the silver-gray gun in his hand and only then noticed that the man was wearing a silver-white diamond earring in his left ear today. Under the dim orange-yellow ceiling light, it shone even more brilliantly.
...
"Mo Nanjue, I think you'd look good with an earring in your left ear."
"Get lost."
"I'm serious. Silver-white would be best. Since you're rich, make it a diamond one..."
"Say one more word, and I'll gag you."
...
That was a joke she had made to him one night.
She had seen several styles of earrings online that night and for some reason, felt that they would suit him well.
