Lu Jinchen was stunned. He hadn't expected Xia Yuqing to be so straightforward, but then again, she was never one to be shy. The only time he'd ever seen her flustered was that night—on the bed.
He chuckled, leaning in with a teasing smirk. "I should start charging you for looking."
She arched a brow. "I never said I wouldn't pay."
Amusement danced in his eyes as he shook his head and sat beside her. "You really have no shame, Xia Yuqing."
"Says the man who put a ring on my finger while I was sleeping," she shot back, her voice was flat and unimpressed. Her eyes flicked to the ring, the band shifting between deep silver and celestial blue under the light. "So, what's the deal with this?"
Lu Jinchen's gaze followed hers. Seeing the way the ring contrasted against her delicate fingers, his expression darkened slightly. Without a word, he reached for her hand, his fingertips tracing slow circles over her skin.
