Chapter 677: "Madam, did Li Qianrui look for you some time ago?

Mo Shichen's eyes darkened slightly, but there was no visible anomaly. He glanced at her, and a few seconds later, his gaze fell on the small wooden box. His eyebrows then raised, "What kind of ring?"

His gaze shifted to her hand, his tone low and cryptic, "A wedding ring?"

Wen Yi did not continue to discuss this topic, skillfully avoiding the heavy subject, "If you didn't see it, then forget it. It's been such a long time, I might have remembered wrong."

That ring had been something she tossed into the box on a whim five years ago. Perhaps it had been accidentally lost a long time ago. Although the manor had been uninhabited for a long time, it was always cleaned, so with many people coming and going, things could get lost. Moreover, that night was windy and rainy; it might have been thrown out along with the letters.

After all, that ring had been alone. Having it or not did not matter to her, she just happened to remember, so she casually mentioned it.