Liu Yun took the ring from Qiu Qianyu's hand, held it up high, and said exaggeratedly, "Wow, is this your engagement ring? It's really too shabby, isn't it worth just a few thousand kuai?"
"Honey, look at this. Such a shabby ring, and someone dares to take it out. If it were me, I wouldn't even bother to wear it, let alone look at it."
Liu Yun spoke cynically, and Qian Ming, adopting a similar posture of wealth, said, "Yes, if such a ring was for me to give to my woman, I wouldn't even consider it, because it's too shabby. If a man uses a ring like this to propose to a woman, he might as well not bother; it's too embarrassing."
The two sang in harmony, completely disregarding Qiu Qianyu's feelings as she stood nearby.
Qiu Qianyu's delicate face flushed bright red but went pale again, yet she was left speechless, only able to bite her lip tightly and lower her head without saying a word.
The more embarrassed Qiu Qianyu became, the happier Liu Yun was.
