"Ye’er, what is that token you have?" Song Xiaoyang, in high spirits, curiously eyed the small box in Luo Ye’s hands.
"This..." Luo Ye nervously looked towards Ye Xuan, wondering if there was actually anything inside the box, secretly cursing herself for not having put it away earlier.
Ye Xuan smiled amusedly and nodded, "Open it and see if you like it." Could it be that this girl thought he had given her an empty box?
Luo Ye’s heart finally settled, cautiously opening the small box to reveal a beautiful Phoenix Jade Ring lying at the bottom, its creamy white surface smooth and lustrous, clearly of considerable value.
Song Xiaoyang exclaimed with joy, "Wow, it’s so beautiful, try it on."
Before Luo Ye could move, Ye Xuan took the ring out of the box, took Luo Ye’s delicate and fair hand, and slipped it onto her middle finger. The ring was a bit loose, and Ye Xuan chuckled softly, "Ye’er needs to eat more to fit it better."
Luo Ye was momentarily dazed; once, this finger had a ring placed on it by Yang Xing, in a similar environment, and he had said the same thing. But, the end result had been different.
Today, she had intended to keep her distance from that man, but now, in the same setting, another man was putting a ring on her finger. Even though it was an act, she inevitably felt a bit melancholic, unsure if she would ever meet a man who would sincerely put a ring on her finger in her lifetime.
"Ye’er?" Ye Xuan gently squeezed Luo Ye’s shoulders, bringing her back to reality, puzzled, she looked at him, "What’s wrong?"
"Ye’er, I called you several times just now, but you didn’t respond. Were you that happy?" Song Xiaoyang laughed as she handed over the small box she had previously given to Luo Ye, "Wishing Ye’er happiness."
"Thank you, Sister Xiaoyang!" Luo Ye smiled as she took the small box, her eyes catching a glimpse of Yang Xing’s gloomily dripping face, her mood inexplicably lightened.
Wang Liqing chuckled awkwardly, "Xiao Yang is just so thoughtful. Auntie didn’t prepare any gift today, but I will definitely make it up to Ye’er another day."
Luo Ye playfully laughed, "No need, Auntie, I’m very happy just knowing you care. We’re not getting engaged yet, maybe you can give it to me when I do."
Jiang Zheng laughed, "Ye’er, Uncle Jiang won’t give you a gift either, but let me give you a piece of advice, hold on tightly to Ye, don’t let anyone steal him away. If I had a son, it wouldn’t be his turn."
Sweating, what is he talking about? Luo Ye looked speechless at Jiang Zheng, never realizing Uncle Jiang could be so vain.
"Ye, although this doesn’t represent anything now, Auntie hopes you can make Ye’er happy," Wen Xin hesitated for a long time before saying these words. Although she knew it was just an act, seeing her daughter being given a ring still felt bittersweet.
Ye Xuan looked serious, "Auntie, don’t worry, I will."
"Good! Good! Uncle is really happy for Ye, but even your father didn’t clarify what exactly today was about; we didn’t expect this outcome, Uncle’s gift will have to wait. Let’s all raise a glass to celebrate for Ye’er and Ye." Liu Zhengxing stood up with his wine glass, all of this was beyond his expectations, if today’s events were real, then, Zhenggang would be a man he really couldn’t afford to offend!
After returning home and taking a bath, Luo Ye stood outside Ye Xuan’s door, hesitated for a moment, and finally knocked, a magnetic voice responded, "Come in."
Dressed in a light gray tracksuit, with his short hair damp and spiky, Luo Ye couldn’t help but admit, this man was devilishly handsome, fine to look at, but definitely not to fall for, far too dangerous!
"This, I’m returning it to you, thank you so much for today." Luo Ye handed over the exquisite box, "I owe you a big favor, I’ll repay it when I’m able."
"Just keep it for now, today’s events will surely spread. What if someone asks to see the ring?" Ye Xuan pointed at the chair opposite, "Sit down."
"This is my house, I know to sit." Luo Ye pouted discontentedly, really not liking how this man always treated her like a child.
"Heh..." Ye Xuan chuckled softly, "I know it’s your house, but isn’t this my room? I’m kindly offering you a seat, why the fuss, little girl?"
"You make sense, I’ll keep the ring for a while then, and return it to you after this matter subsides," Luo Ye said, turning towards the door, "I won’t disturb your rest now."
Ye Xuan tapped the back of the chair, "Ye’er, always ’you this, you that’, isn’t it awkward? If calling me Brother Ye is too much, calling me Uncle Ye will also do."