The little girl's reaction left Shen Qiang somewhat surprised, yet also somewhat comforted.
Sitting on the bench by the park, watching Xin Xiaoting, who snuggled up to his side, fragrant and soft, Shen Qiang smiled and took out a jewelry box. After opening it, he placed it in front of Xin Xiaoting, who sweetly looked at the artificial river.
For an instant, Xin Xiaoting was stunned.
The red tourmaline, under the streetlight, reflected light as if it were a rose.
"Is this for me?" Xin Xiaoting immediately sat up straight, looking at Shen Qiang with surprise and joy.
Shen Qiang grinned, took the tourmaline ring, and gently slid it onto Xin Xiaoting's slender left middle finger. The tourmaline ring, emitting a beautiful rose-red glow, made Xin Xiaoting's fingers appear even more delicate and creamy.
"Is this a proposal?" Xin Xiaoting asked with her cheeks flushing, a mix of surprise and delight in her voice.
