Xie Youchen froze.
After waking up, Xie Youchen had discovered that the ring he always carried with him had vanished.
It was a ring he had designed and crafted himself, so its loss left him with a sense of melancholy.
He never thought Jiang Qingli would be the one to have taken it.
And he certainly never expected that she would be the one to propose to him first.
It wasn't that he had never fantasized about this moment, but when it actually happened, surprise still flooded his heart.
He was silent for a moment.
Xie Youchen raised his eyes and looked at the girl before him.
Honestly, he had already forgotten when, exactly, he had started to fall for Jiang Qingli.
But at this moment, he suddenly remembered the spring when he first met Jiang Qingli.
After his parents died, his family members had eagerly divided the inheritance while casting him aside like a worn-out shoe. There had even been assassination attempts.
