502, did you give the ring away?

Shi Yuhuan turned away without a word, his face frozen, then went to the bathroom.

Song Qinghuan felt as if her fist had hit cotton.

She gasped, eyes wide, a lump stuck in her throat that wouldn't budge no matter how hard she tried.

She maintained the same posture till Shi Yuhuan came out of the shower, proving to him passively how upset she was.

When Shi Yuhuan emerged from the bathroom, towel in hand, drying his hair.

After taking a shower, he seemed to have forgotten about the unpleasantness that had just taken place, but he also seemed to have forgotten that Song Qinghuan was still standing there. He looked at her as if nothing had happened, "Are you still standing? Don't you need to take a shower and sleep?"

Song Qinghuan struggled to keep her face expressionless, not saying a word.

"If I were you, I would wash off all the dust and dirt before getting angry," he said, glancing at the clock on the wall, "It's ten o'clock. Are you sure you still want to keep standing."