Chapter 871: Mr. Gong, would you like to accept?

"Rings."

"Mm, to be more precise, wedding rings."

"Didn't you give me an engagement ring? What goes around, comes around."

At this, she propped up her chin and said, "In terms of price, it definitely can't compete with the multi-billion-dollar, thirty-carat red diamond you gave me but the Darry Ring wedding rings, I put my whole heart into them."

A hint of laughter laced the woman's voice—graceful and light, seemingly gleeful.

Gong Yeyan's heart trembled at her words 'this is a wedding ring,' his gaze and contours changing slightly as a rush of intense emotion burst from his chest, spreading to the tips of his eyebrows, the depth of his eyes, the corners of his lips...

Intense yet perilous.

Profound and scorching.

The man's slender fingers gently hooked the simple, understated ring, embedded with a single, glittering, delicate diamond—fully in line with all his aesthetics and preferences—from the transparent glass, "Darry Ring?"