"They are on their way to the airport now," the butler whispered, "Should we send some people to catch them back now?"
"No, I'll go myself."
Mo Hexuan extended his hand and picked up the ring, clutching it in his palm. A dark glint flashed in his eyes. "She gave me such a grand gift, I'm truly overwhelmed. How can I not go personally to repay her for this great gift?"
Sweat formed on the butler's forehead. When Mo Hexuan said such words, it signaled that he was about to lose his temper.
"Old Guan." Mo Hexuan slightly turned his head to look at him, the ring in his palm glinting faintly, "Have I not been good enough to her?"
"Third Young Master..."
"No matter what I do, she will never love me, will she?"
Mo Hexuan slowly curled his fingers, enclosing the ring in his palm. He suddenly let out a cold laugh and then turned around, heading towards the door.
"Now, to the airport!"
He said coldly.
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