After speaking, Qiao Mo gently closed the box, instantly concealing the dazzling light emitted by the gemstone.
Maybe soone like Fu Nancheng would never understand that a ring holds different anings for won.
He was not Jing Hao; even if he compensated her with an identical one, to her, its significance would never be the sa.
Upon hearing this, a touch of self-mockery flashed through Fu Nancheng’s eyes.
So, she wasn’t really interested at all!
Is it that she truly loves that Jing Hao desperately?!
Or is she just putting on a show for him?
Qiao Mo lightly placed the box back on the seat between them, obviously unaware of the man’s gradually darkening gaze.
"Mr. Fu... if there’s nothing else, I’ll just..."
Qiao Mo intended to excuse herself, but when she looked up, she t his deep eyes, causing her heart to tremble fiercely with unexplained anxiety.
The corners of his mouth revealed a trace of irony as he picked up the ring box on the seat, looking down with a light laugh: "I have never liked being refused."
Qiao Mo was slightly stunned, saying nothing.
His lips curled into a cold arc, raising his eyes to look at the woman in front of him, his thin lips slightly parted: "I’ll give you another chance to reconsider."
His eyes were deep, and in the dark pupils, her image was reflected, as if she couldn’t escape the deep sea.
Qiao Mo was silent for a long ti, saying nothing.
The temperature in the car dropped lower and lower, and the chill from him grew stronger.
Finally, Qiao Mo reached out to take the ring from his hand, her pale fingers touching his.
Cool, yet it made Fu Nancheng sowhat reluctant to withdraw.
Qiao Mo reopened the box, took out the ring, and carefully put it on the index finger of her right hand.
The transparent diamond and sapphire complented each other, looking particularly striking on her pale hand.
Fu Nancheng squinted his eyes, his gaze falling on her slender hand, his thin lips parting slightly: "Middle finger."
Qiao Mo’s eyelashes fluttered as she instinctively looked up at him.
The two of them stared at each other in silence, his gaze like a piercing cold light, leaving no room for refusal, as if uttering even one word of denial would lead to her being rcilessly lashed.
In the end, Qiao Mo still took off the ring and switched it to the middle finger of her right hand, the finger that originally wore the ring given by Jing Hao.
The index finger had been slightly tight, but on the middle finger, the size was just right.
Seeing this, his gaze finally softened a bit.
"Does Mr. Fu have anything else? If not, I’ll head back."
Fu Nancheng spoke warmly: "I’ll co to pick you up tomorrow night."
"There’s a welco party at school on Saturday."
Fu Nancheng frowned slightly. Seeing her lack of enthusiasm, he didn’t insist further: "I’ll pick you up Saturday night."
"Okay."
After speaking, Qiao Mo got out of the car.
Just as she placed her hand on the car door handle, Qiao Mo seed to rember sothing.
Without turning back, she softly asked: "Mr. Fu, do you know the significance of giving a woman a ring?"
Fu Nancheng was slightly taken aback, remaining silent.
Qiao Mo appeared not to care about his answer, softly asked, then opened the car door and got out.
But at that mont, Qiao Mo had no idea that the two pear-shaped gems side by side on the ring symbolized you and , together for a lifeti.
Fu Nancheng gazed out of the window in a daze, but suddenly, his deep black eyes turned gloomy, swiftly opening the car door and getting out.
Qiao Mo had just walked to this side of the car and hadn’t yet passed by.
The man who suddenly got out of the car grabbed her arm, pressed her against the car body, and fiercely kissed her lips.
Qiao Mo staggered a step, her lips softened.
When she looked up, she t his sowhat uneasy gaze.
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