Seeing the small, exquisite jewelry box in his hand, she immediately panicked.
What is this? A ring?
An Ruo didn't know whether she should accept it, and if by accepting it, would it mean she agreed to marry him?
Mo Hua saw she didn't take it, and the smile faded from the corners of his mouth, asking with confusion, "An Ruo, what's wrong? Don't you like it?"
She snapped back to reality and feigned a casual smile, "What's inside?"
Mo Hua instantly understood her thoughts. He pulled the car over to the side of the road and looked at her with a knowing gaze, "What if I said it's a ring?"
An Ruo couldn't muster a smile anymore. Could it really be a ring?
She remained silent, and the man's sharp eyes didn't miss any of her expressions.
He pursed his lips, a shadow flashing through his eyes.
"Is it really a ring?" An Ruo asked uncertainly.
