Tang Li stood there in a daze, forgetting how to speak.
This ring was a completely unexpected surprise for her that evening.
Song Baiyan's voice sounded again in her ear: "As long as you're not unwilling, as for other matters, there's no rush."
"What if I never want to get married in my life?"
Tang Li suddenly asked.
Song Baiyan embraced her: "Then we'll maintain the status quo, that day will eventually come."
Hearing this, the corners of Tang Li's lips lifted.
On the second floor of the villa.
Lai Yuaner stood by the window, just in time to witness the scene in the courtyard.
When she saw Song Baiyan holding Tang Li's hand, an inexplicable pressure built up in her chest. Even though the street lamps were dim, she could clearly see Tang Li shamelessly "pounce" into Song Baiyan's arms.
Lai Yuaner's fingers clutched the curtains tightly.
She just couldn't understand, someone as superficial as Tang Li, how could Mr. Song like her?
