Su Qingyu stretched out his hand to grab the ring box, his face was livid, “I won’t sell it anymore.”
“Not for sale anymore?It’s a pity. I like this ring very much. For the sake of our acquaintance, I plan to buy it at a high price. Isn’t Miss Su short of money?”
Su Qingyu’s hand stiffened in place. Yes, she was short of money and very short. It was only when Bai Yuanyuan saw this that she would trample on her unscrupulously.
The surrounding salesperson hurriedly persuaded: “Miss, this is the fiancée of the president of the Li Group. It is rare for Mrs. Li to take a fancy to your ring. She will definitely give you a good price, so you don’t have to wait for the process on our side. You can get the money.”
How ironic that Mrs. Li screamed, it was clear that a year ago she had vowed to tell her that she would not divorce, and let her die.
In only one year, her identity was already known in the streets and alleys, and Su Qingyu felt more and more that her marriage to Li Tingchen was a calculation.
Seeing her hesitating, Bai Yuanyuan put on a bright smile at the corner of her mouth: “Miss Su, you can make an offer.”
The villain’s determined face was really disgusting, Su Qingyu’s eyebrows were deserted, “I won’t sell it anymore.””
Bai Yuanyuan refused to let go, “Miss Su is already at the end of the crossbow, is it possible that she is still thinking about the word dignity?”If I were Miss Su, I would let go happily. Didn’t anyone tell you that it’s really ugly to be entangled in death?”
“Miss Bai’s words are really ridiculous. Robbing other people’s things gives you a sense of existence. Why don’t you rob a bank if you like robbing so much?””
During the dispute between the two, the ring flew out of the ring box, drawing a parabola in the air and hitting the ground with a “ding” sound.
Su Qingyu quickly chased after him, and the ring rolled straight to a pair of exquisite handmade leather shoes by the door.
Su Qingyu bent over to pick it up, and a drop of water from the top of her head fell on her neck, cold and cold.
She slowly raised her head, facing a pair of indifferent and unfeeling eyes, the black umbrella that Li Tingchen was holding had not been put away, and the rain beads rolled down the curved umbrella surface on her head.
The delicate black wool coat matched Li Tingchen’s figure straight and stylish.
Su Qingyu stared at him in a daze, thinking of seeing him for the first time. He was standing on the sunny playground in a white shirt at the age of 20, as if he was standing on the tip of her heart, forever imprinted on her fourteen years old.
She was wearing a sweater, her furry texture made her thinner, and her chin was pointed, and she seemed to be thinner than three months ago.
He is precious and unparalleled, but she is as humble as dust.
Su Qingyu’s movement to pick up the ring was so stiff in place, that is, when she was in a daze, the man raised his foot, stepped on the ring, and passed in front of her blankly.
Su Qingyu still maintained a squatting movement. He personally designed this ring according to her preferences. It is not pompous and has a chic shape. It is the only one in the world.
At the moment he put it on for her, Su Qingyu had never taken it off on any occasion except for washing.
If it weren’t for the fact that she was really short of money this time, she wouldn’t have made this decision, but what she regarded as a treasure was inconspicuous garbage in the eyes of others.
It was not the ring he stepped on, but all her past that she regarded as treasures.
Bai Yuanyuan smiled and approached and explained to him: “Tingchen, you are here. It happened that I was just choosing jewelry and saw Miss Su selling her ring.”