Chapter 1210 - 1207: Betrothal Gifts 2

Wan Donglin was the first to open his eyes.

In the crook of his arm lay soft jade and warm fragrance.

April roses, their faint scent, the beauty’s black hair as smooth and delicate as the finest silk.

His large hand gently stroked her black hair, pulling her closer.

She finally opened her eyes, but the first thing she saw was the ring on her hand.

As if fixed—men always seem to use such a small thing to inadvertently trap women deeply.

Yan Xixi reached to take it off, but a big hand stopped her, his smile clean, teeth snow-white: "Silly girl, this is meant to be worn forever, never take it off at any time..."

She grumbled: "Is it expensive? Is it worth wearing for a lifetime?"

He said proudly: "Of course. This diamond was absolutely first-class at that jewelry exhibition. This color, only three in the world..."

She scoffed: "I thought it was the only one."

He stared at her.

She felt uneasy under his gaze.

He suddenly sat up, said nothing, let her go, and turned away.

She was startled.

She only saw him leave the bedroom, completely silent.

After a while, she thought, has he left? Truly, this guy, what’s the meaning? Typical of sleeping and not recognizing the person??? Was it just because I said his ring wasn’t the best in the world? How could he suddenly leave in anger?

She angrily lay down again, pulled the covers over herself completely.

Enough, enough, who cares about him?

She didn’t know how long it was until the door opened.

Her head was still covered.

"Yan Xixi..."

She didn’t respond.

He abruptly pulled the covers away; she was furious and shouted: "What are you doing?"

He half-smiled, half-serious: "Yan Xixi, I’ve once again understood your personality."

"What’s wrong with me?"

"You’re truly a hardliner!!! Anyone who has a disagreement with you, you definitely won’t be the first to compromise. Even if you’re completely wrong, you won’t be the first to admit it, right?"

"..."

She suddenly sat up: "If you can’t stand it, you can leave. No one asked you to tolerate me for a lifetime."

"Tut tut tut... just like that!"

She was furious: "You can’t stand it right after proposing; there’s a lifetime more to endure! Wan Donglin, I advise you to be sensible. We’ve known each other for six or seven years now. It’s not like you just found out what kind of person I am. You clearly resent me being a hardliner, yet you don’t retreat. Isn’t this seeking trouble for yourself? If you’re smart, cancel the engagement now; you still have time for a lifetime..."

He interrupted her, coldly: "It’s already too late."

"..."

He grabbed her hand, almost roughly, and without a word slipped something onto it.

She was stunned, staring at the bright and shiny thing.

His large hand held hers tight, coldly: "In the future, dare to take it off and try?"

It was the ring from her first proposal—back then, she had just been accepted to South Country University, he intended to marry first, but then, it came to nothing.