Tang Li squatted in front of a street vendor, watching as the vendor carved letters onto a ring.
The vendor, wielding an electric pen, worked on the inside of the ring and glanced at her peripherally: "Is it for the boyfriend behind you?"
Hearing this, Tang Li turned around to look.
"..." Yuan Qin.
"He’s not my boyfriend." Tang Li denied directly: "I’m buying this pair of rings to save for later. When I et a man with the right surna, I’ll give the ring to him."
After finishing the engraving, the vendor handed the ring over: "Your destined one seems quite hard to find."
Tang Li grinned: "Maybe I’ll find him the mont I open my eyes soday."
On the way back, Tang Li fiddled with the ring and couldn’t help asking Yuan Qin: "Do you think it’s tacky of to give this as a gift?"
"..." Yuan Qin walked behind her, his tall figure clad in a black jacket, matched with jeans and casual leather shoes. Even if his facial features weren’t extraordinary, his rugged deanor added a lot to his overall appeal, including his walking and standing posture, completely that of a military man.
Sotis, Tang Li would be reminded of Ji Ming when looking at Yuan Qin.
Perhaps it was because they both ca from the military, they seed similar in so ways.
However, Ji Ming seed more composed. It’s not to say Yuan Qin was unreliable, but he felt more like a "ghost." For instance, when she was filming in the movie town, Yuan Qin was often out of sight. Yet, the mont she finished her scenes, he would appear right away.
"Love can’t be asured with money." Tang Li pocketed the ring, continuing to preach her views on love to Yuan Qin: "Of course, this is under the assumption that there is enough bread. Only when one isn’t hungry can they invest more energy into love, and by then, love need not worry about wealth or status."
Yuan Qin finally spoke: "That sounds a bit contradictory."
"That’s because you haven’t found true love yet."
"..."
Tang Li suddenly asked: "Yuan Qin, you’re a special agent, aren’t you?"
"..." Yuan Qin.
"I rember only special agents are so mysteriously elusive." Saying this, Tang Li sized up Yuan Qin’s icy deanor: "If you really are a special agent, you should be at Tan Palace protecting the President. It’s really a waste for you to be here with ."
Yuan Qin was quiet for a few seconds before responding: "Protecting Miss Tang is my duty."
"I’m quite financially strapped now, but when I have more money, I’ll give you an additional subsidy."
"..."
Back at the hotel, Tang Li went straight to her room.
Song Baiyan received a call from Yuan Qin, who had just wrapped up so official duties, and was standing outside Tan Palace on the lawn watching the Iron Clad Gold Tibetan Mastiff play with a baseball. Yuan Qin didn’t report every day on Tang Li’s situation, only calling when sothing significant happened.
Yuan Qin reported that Tang Li and an actor surnad Li went bungee jumping this afternoon, and the actor’s assistant fell into the river.
"This caused quite a stir in Lishan," Yuan Qin’s hesitant voice ca through the phone: "I wasn’t at the platform at that ti, so I’m not sure about the specifics, but it seed... it might be related to Miss Tang."
In the hotel restaurant, Miss Tang heard about the other party coughing up blood, remained indifferent, and even finished a plate of fried rice cleanly. Considering it was soone she went out with, you’d think she would show so concern, but Miss Tang... reacted more like the instigator.
Of course, Yuan Qin dared not use the term "instigator" to describe her to His Excellency.
Even so, Song Baiyan had an idea.
The kind of person Tang Li is, he probably knew better than anyone. If Lai Yuaner had provoked her, she would definitely retaliate.
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