Having his thoughts guessed, Xiang Yiqing was first surprised, then became a bit embarrassed, feeling a little ashamed.
He was originally very angry and annoyed, but hearing Xin Xiaoxiao speak so openly, he wondered if he was being too petty.
"Let's get married."
The words he had been brewing for so long, unsure of how to say them, slipped out uncontrollably.
Saying this, he reached into his pants pocket, fished out a ring, and held it up in front of Xin Xiaoxiao.
Xin Xiaoxiao stared at the ring, the diamond sparkling brilliantly under the light. She froze, her tear-filled eyes suddenly still.
"You... are you saying we should get married?"
Not that we should break up.
"Yeah." Xiang Yiqing nodded.
Then he domineeringly grabbed Xin Xiaoxiao's wrist, and unprepared, she lost support from one hand and fell against Xiang Yiqing's body.
Xiang Yiqing lifted her right hand and slipped the ring onto her ring finger.
