Sheng Qianxia trembled for a long time, the ring pull felt as though it had grown onto her finger, no matter how hard she pulled, it wouldn't come off.
She cried and cried, rain slapping against her indiscriminately, unable to differentiate whether it was tears or rainwater.
Finally, with a hardened heart, she forcefully pulled it off.
Along with a cut on her finger, rose-colored liquid stained the ring pull, quickly washed away by the rain, but the wound on her finger starkly existed.
Her fingers trembling, she wanted to give the ring pull back to him, but no matter how she reached out, couldn't actually return it to him.
Yet, when Gong Beiyao saw her gesture, the hand on her shoulder seemed to lose its strength instantly.
Just because her sister liked him, he was being dumped? Huh—!
Even if she injured her finger, she still had to dump him, didn't she?
At this moment, her swollen finger, the scar on her ring finger, reminded him that his persistence was simply a huge joke!
