"At first, I thought you were a man in pursuit of perfection, but you don't lack a sense of security; your self-confidence is also over the top, so I couldn't quite judge, until—"
Qian paused, this time making Yu Minglang itch with curiosity. Hey, what do you mean by stopping halfway? Finish your sentence!
Qian was well-versed in the art of keeping people in suspense; even after dinner, she didn't tell Yu Minglang.
Though Yu Minglang had forcibly slipped the ring onto Qian's finger now, he still felt uncertain inside. He cared about her opinion of him.
Does he care?
Well, I won't tell you!
After dinner, Jia Xiufang and Chen Zilong went to pay the bill. Qian nudged Yu Minglang, but Yu Minglang sat there calmly.
Only after Jia Xiufang left did he speak.
"I've already paid."
He sneakily dealt with it when he went to the restroom.
Even after paying, he remained seated without moving. Qian understood.
He wouldn't let it go without getting an answer.
