"You said you wanted something, at least give me a hint." Su Nian ran her fingers through his hair, calming his emotions.
Zheng Haoyu lightly brushed against her lips, "What matters most to me, what I love most."
Su Nian furrowed her brow. What kind of hint was this?
"Not going to say it? Then I'll start?"
Su Nian quickly freed one hand to cover her lips, "Let me think, let me think."
"Good girl." His large hand brushed past her cheek, a flicker of infatuation shimmering in his eyes.
Feeling nervous, Su Nian swallowed, knowing she couldn't make any impulsive moves right now, or else the fashion show she wanted to see would be ruined.
Her eyes flashed as she noticed a ring on his finger. Thinking carefully, it seemed like from the first time she saw Zheng Haoyu again after her return, he was wearing this ring, different from their wedding ring six years ago. No matter how you looked at it, it seemed to match the one on her hand.
