Nasha curled her lips into a smile, one that was especially gentle and adorable. She crouched down, lifted Qian Li into her arms: "Such a cute little dog, I really like you a lot."
Her fingers slowly stroked through the puppy's fur.
As she continued to stroke, she suddenly took off the ring on her finger and fed it into Qian Li's mouth.
With something in its mouth, Qian Li let out a reflexive yelp, clueless about what was happening, the ring was already swallowed. It jumped from Nasha's lap to the floor, and in a swish, disappeared.
Nasha laughed coldly, pulling out a wet wipe and leisurely cleaned her hands.
To her, anyone was no different from that dog; she manipulated them as she pleased.
Her current smugness was but a fleeting victory. She was determined to make Huo Tingzhou realize that the only woman qualified to stay by his side was none other than her, Nasha!
She picked up her cup and took an elegant sip.