Song Qingyang was taken aback, then she pulled her lips into a playful smile, a glint of amusement in her eyes: "And what about you?"
Her voice was cold, tinged with a hint of mockery: "You had me send my Second Uncle away, and then what did you talk about with Nuannuan?"
Yu Dou’s face twitched slightly, and a trace of surprise appeared in his expression as he looked at Song Qingyang, but it vanished in an instant, returning to calm.
With a faint smile, he spoke, "Miss Song, it seems I suddenly see you in a different light!"
Song Qingyang lightly pressed her red lips together, looking as if she couldn’t be bothered to speak further with him. She reached out to pick up the red wine beside her and drank it down.
The slight intoxication brought a faint blush to her beautiful face.
She stood up, looked at the man across from her, her voice indifferent: "I’ve finished eating, no need to trouble Mr. Yu to see me off, I’ll take my leave first!"
Without waiting for Yu Dou to respond, she picked up her bag and stood up to leave.
Her striking figure quickly disappeared from the private room, while the man sitting in his seat remained expressionless, with little change.
Shi Nuan continued eating with Song Yansheng for a while, and when Song Yansheng noticed that Shi Nuan truly had no appetite, he didn’t insist further.
Soon he settled the bill and took Shi Nuan to leave.
Upon leaving, they didn’t encounter Yu Dou or Song Qingyang, and Shi Nuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Because Song Yansheng had drunk alcohol, for safety’s sake, they temporarily arranged for a driver from the company.
When they stepped outside, the driver was already waiting at the car, and they both got into the back seat.
Fearing that Song Yansheng would forget to take off the ring, Shi Nuan called him, "Second Uncle..."
Song Yansheng turned his head, and due to their close proximity, his handsome features were almost touching her face.
Shi Nuan quickly withdrew her gaze, her long eyelashes trembling, so nervous that she didn’t know what to say.
Song Yansheng smiled faintly, instructed the driver to drive, and gave the address of a jewelry store, making Shi Nuan breathe a sigh of relief.
In less than ten minutes, the car stopped; perhaps Song Yansheng had made arrangements in advance.
When the two of them entered the store, there were no other customers besides the sales staff.
Shi Nuan first went to take off the ring, while Song Yansheng looked at the jewelry in the display cases in the lobby.
He knew Shi Nuan wanted something relatively low-key and had previously mentioned a ring. He looked at a few styles, simple and plain, definitely understated enough.
Not sure what prompted him, Song Yansheng suddenly asked, "Can the rings here have engravings on the inner band?"
The store manager was nearby and quickly answered, "Yes, they can..."
Song Yansheng smiled grandly, his gentle gaze lifting as he looked towards where Shi Nuan had just left.
Shi Nuan hadn’t realized that the diamond ring contained a "mechanism"—she had indeed tried multiple times previously to take it off without success.
The saying that once on the finger, it adjusts to the finger’s thickness and can’t be removed, indeed holds some truth.
The implication of wanting to bind someone for a lifetime...
But the term ’a lifetime’ is, after all, too vague, too distant. To bind one for a lifetime, what could a small diamond ring actually achieve...
The moment the ring was removed, Shi Nuan saw there was already a faint white mark on her left ring finger, as if the ring had grown into her flesh and bone...
Tightening her fingers, she picked up the diamond ring that had been taken off.
The diamond’s glow was clear and beautiful; she hadn’t noticed it before. Looking closely now, the diamond was actually heart-shaped, showing that Song Yansheng had put thought into buying this ring.
"Can I have a ring box?" Shi Nuan asked the staff.