After Escaping Marriage - Chapter 127
Chapter 127
In this instant, many chaotic thoughts flashed through Yu Qingtang's mind, each one a subconscious worry she didn't want to face.
So she forced those thoughts to jumble together, unable to extract a clear idea.
As long as she couldn't think clearly, she wouldn't have to think about it; this was a conditioned reflex she had developed over her long life.
A long time passed, or perhaps it was just a brief moment.
“No.” Cheng Zhanxi lifted her face, her gentle and radiant features reflected in Yu Qingtang's eyes, her warm expression as always.
Why were you crying then?
Yu Qingtang didn't voice this question.
She and Cheng Zhanxi opened their car doors and got out at the same time. Seeing each other's figures opposite, Cheng Zhanxi walked towards her and took her hand.
The book under the tree was picked up by a fair, slender hand. Cheng Zhanxi blew off the dust and grass leaves on it, held it in her hand, and hugged it to her chest. Yu Qingtang watched her careful, serious movements, as if what had fallen to the ground wasn't a book, but her own uneasy heart.
Her heart slowly calmed down.
There was a breeze in the courtyard. Yu Qingtang's fingertips brushed past Cheng Zhanxi's cheek, tucking a stray strand of long hair behind her ear.
Cheng Zhanxi turned her face and smiled faintly at her.
Yu Qingtang, involuntarily, stood on tiptoe and kissed her lips.
Cheng Zhanxi's eyes curved into crescents as she smiled.
The two of them walked into the house, swinging their clasped hands.
Yu Qingtang had been sitting in the courtyard all afternoon and, of course, hadn't prepared dinner. Seeing the clean, tidy, and empty kitchen, a look of regret flashed across her face, and she said, “I'll go make dinner.”
Cheng Zhanxi placed the book on the dining table, pulled back Yu Qingtang who was rushing towards the kitchen, and said, “No hurry, it's still early. I'll do it with you.”
There was meat and vegetables in the refrigerator. Yu Qingtang opened it to get the ingredients, while Cheng Zhanxi went to wash her hands. For dinner, they made four dishes and a soup; each stir-fried two dishes, the soup was stewed by Yu Qingtang, and Cheng Zhanxi was in charge of verbal guidance.
The dishes were placed on the dining table, perfect in color, aroma, and taste.
Cheng Zhanxi sat opposite, took the chopsticks Yu Qingtang handed her, ate a mouthful of stir-fried beef, and sighed sincerely, “I'm so happy. My girlfriend's cooking is so good.”
Yu Qingtang picked up a piece of shredded chicken in sauce with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth. Returning the compliment, she said, “You're not bad either.” After a pause, she added, “Your knife skills are particularly good.”
Cheng Zhanxi laughed heartily. “You're cheating! We agreed on one compliment each. How can you praise me one more time than I praised you?”
Yu Qingtang ate another piece of assorted tofu, a smile in her eyes. “Who agreed with you? We didn't make an agreement.”
Agreement?
Cheng Zhanxi's expression faltered for a moment, then she lowered her head and smiled.
Yu Qingtang asked, “What are you thinking about?”
Cheng Zhanxi replied without hesitation, “Thinking about you.”
Yu Qingtang: “…”
Cheng Zhanxi said, “I really am thinking about you. Thinking about how much I like you.”
Yu Qingtang bit her lip to hide her shyness and urged softly, “Hurry up and eat.”
But Cheng Zhanxi put down her chopsticks, rested her chin on one hand, looked at her, blinked, and said, “I'm thinking about you so much I can't eat. I just want to look at you. What should I do?”
This was a bit exaggerated.
Yu Qingtang couldn't help but laugh out loud and said, “The food is getting cold.”
“Alright.” Cheng Zhanxi smiled, picked up her chopsticks, and said, “I'll listen to my girlfriend.”
The meal was incredibly warm and cozy.
The two of them put the bowls, chopsticks, plates, and dishes into the dishwasher. After pressing the start button, they left the kitchen and went to the washroom to wash their hands. Cheng Zhanxi hugged her from behind, squeezed a pump of hand soap into her palm, rubbed it into a white lather, then enveloped both of Yu Qingtang's hands in her own, their four hands intertwined.
Yu Qingtang looked at the intimately nestled lovers in the mirror, tilted her head, and kissed Cheng Zhanxi.
Their hands, covered in white foam, were clasped with fingers intertwined.
Everything about them was no different from before, as if Qi Sui's interlude had not affected their lives in any way.
Yu Qingtang didn't ask; she was waiting, and also evading.
But Cheng Zhanxi had to speak. This matter was better addressed sooner rather than later. The longer it dragged on, the more detrimental it would be for both of them, and Yu Qingtang's insecurity and fear of loss would worsen.
She would nip any unfavorable factors threatening them in the bud. Right now, Yu Qingtang was the most important person to her. Whatever happened in the past had long since ceased to have any connection to her.
Cold water rinsed the foam from their hands.
Cheng Zhanxi, looking at Yu Qingtang in the mirror, said, “I've arranged to meet her tomorrow at nine in the morning.”
Yu Qingtang wanted to lower her head, but Cheng Zhanxi's gaze left her no room to avoid it.
What would they do at the meeting? What would they talk about? Would Cheng Zhanxi still come back after they finished talking?
Cheng Zhanxi: “Are you coming with me? Or will you wait for me at home?”
A look of astonishment flickered in Yu Qingtang's eyes.
Cheng Zhanxi: “She and I ended things years ago. Now, she's just a stranger disturbing my life. It shouldn't take too long to resolve. If you're willing to come with me, I'll drive you there tomorrow. If you don't want to see her, stay at home. Sleep in or watch a couple of TV episodes, and I'll be back.”
Yu Qingtang lowered her eyes and didn't answer.
Cheng Zhanxi understood her. She was just thinking, and her thinking was usually slow, cautious, and hesitant.
Cheng Zhanxi turned off the faucet and said, “Let's go out. We haven't finished watching that drama we were following a couple of days ago. Shall we catch up on the ending?”
Yu Qingtang nodded.
They had recently been engrossed in a suspense drama; the actors' performances were excellent, and the plot was captivating. Yu Qingtang had not only gotten hooked herself but had also pulled Song Qingrou into it. Song Qingrou and Yu Qingtang discussed the plot on WeChat, with endless topics to talk about all day long. Cheng Yi and Cheng Zhanxi were both busy and usually didn't have that much time, so the two women's relationship grew better and better, finding more common ground. The finale aired two days ago. Cheng Zhanxi hadn't had time to watch it, and Yu Qingtang had also held off, waiting for her. Song Qingrou had already finished the finale and was itching to discuss it, desperately trying not to reveal spoilers.
That night, they finished watching the finale. The spectacular, major plot twist did not disappoint. Yu Qingtang immediately sent a message to Song Qingrou: 【Finished watching the XXX finale】
Song Qingrou called her right away.
Yu Qingtang sat on the headboard discussing the plot with her. Cheng Zhanxi, feeling incredibly jealous, leaned close to the microphone and said, “It's the middle of the night, and you're not sleeping. You're disturbing the peace, Mom.”
Song Qingrou said, “Do you have neighbors?”
Cheng Zhanxi: “…” Indeed, she didn't.
Song Qingrou added, “If you really had neighbors, wouldn't you be scared?”
Listening to the sound of the wind outside the detached villa, with the flickering tree shadows beyond the bedroom window, Cheng Zhanxi instantly imagined many bizarre supernatural creatures. A chill suddenly shot up her spine. She quickly dived under the covers, hugged Yu Qingtang's slender waist, and took the opportunity to get a little frisky.
Yu Qingtang patted her head.
“Aunt Song, don't scare her.”
“I knew you'd defend her. For our Xixi to find a girlfriend like you, it's a blessing accumulated from her past life,” Song Qingrou said. “Our whole family likes you, especially Xixi. We elders don't have many wishes, just that you younger ones can live happily.”
How could Yu Qingtang not hear that she was comforting her? Slightly moved, she said, “Aunt Song…”
Song Qingrou said, “Aunt Song won't say more. Rest well, and also, trust her.”
Yu Qingtang said softly, “I know.”
Song Qingrou hung up the phone and sighed.
Cheng Yi, beside her, heard it, took off his glasses, and asked, “What's wrong?”
Song Qingrou placed her phone on the bedside table, rubbed the bridge of her nose, and said, “What else could it be but our daughter's affairs? You know, we go abroad to see her every year, how come we didn't know she had an ex-girlfriend? When did they date? She never told us.”
Cheng Yi said, “She's an adult now. She doesn't need to report everything to the family.”
Song Qingrou: “I still feel something's not right. With her personality, if she liked someone, it's impossible she wouldn't tell the family. Last year, when she went to Sicheng to be a teacher and pursue someone, do you remember what she was like?”
With Cheng Zhanxi's inherited Cheng family 'peacock gene,' she'd definitely show off with all her might. Even before they were officially dating, she was so enthusiastic and positive. For her to be so quiet after getting together, it's illogical.
Song Qingrou mused, “Hubby. Qi Sui, have you heard this name before?”
Cheng Yi recalled for a moment, then shook his head.
Song Qingrou took her phone, opened Qi Sui's Moments, found a photo, and said, “She looks like this. Do you have any impression?”
Cheng Yi was surprised. “Why do you have her as a friend?”
Song Qingrou waved her hand. “That's not important.”
Whether it was important or not could be discussed later. Cheng Yi took the phone, studied Qi Sui's face for a long time, then narrowed his eyes and said, “I think I've seen her.”
Song Qingrou: “When?”
Cheng Yi said, “The second year Xixi went abroad, we went to celebrate her birthday. At that time, she came out from a friend's place to meet us, and a girl was following her.” He paused, then said, “She looks quite different now. She had straight bangs back then, I think, and was wearing a long dress, black or some other color. She kept her head down and seemed very introverted. She left as soon as she came out and didn't even greet us.”
Song Qingrou's gaze turned subtle, and she began to speak sarcastically, “Oh, it's been so long, yet you even remember what color clothes she wore. If she kept her head down, how did you see her face clearly? You must have looked quite a bit back then, huh?”
Cheng Yi: “…”
Cheng Yi: “Then how do you have her as a friend?”
Song Qingrou: “Trying to change the subject now? Honestly, Cheng Yi, are you tired of me because I'm old and my looks have faded, and you've started liking young girls?”
Cheng Yi felt more wronged than Dou E: “Who's the one who likes young girls? I turn my back for a moment, and your friend list is full of pretty young girls. If you hadn't provoked her today, none of this would have happened!”
Song Qingrou: “Even you blame me? I've blamed myself enough today. It's one thing if you don't comfort me, but you even…”
Cheng Yi knew he had misspoken and immediately said, “I was wrong.”
The sound of a door slamming shut came from the second floor. Cheng Yuanxi, in the living room on the first floor, glanced up, then continued typing on his laptop keyboard, shaking his head with a smile.
After a while, he stopped his slender fingers from typing, pulled up a chat window, and sent a private message to Cheng Zhanxi: 【Need your brother's help?】
Cheng Zhanxi: 【?】
Cheng Yuanxi: 【I can make her disappear forever】
Cheng Zhanxi: 【Bro, murder is illegal】
A slight smile touched Cheng Yuanxi's lips as he typed: 【What are you thinking? Your brother is a law-abiding good citizen. Although your brother isn't incredibly capable, making someone unable to stay in the Capital City is still something I can do】
Cheng Zhanxi: 【I'll talk to her tomorrow. If she insists on making things difficult】
Cheng Yuanxi: 【Then I'll handle it】
Cheng Zhanxi locked her phone screen and turned her head to look at Yu Qingtang, who was already lying down.
Yu Qingtang's hands were neatly placed on her waist, her eyes gently closed, her long, thick, dark eyelashes resting on her cheeks.
Her breathing was even; her acting skills at pretending to be asleep had improved considerably.
Cheng Zhanxi turned off the light and turned on her side to hug her.
Yu Qingtang's eyelashes trembled slightly. She turned her head and opened her eyes.
Cheng Zhanxi was looking right at her. Their eyes met, and their lips naturally drew closer and met in a kiss.
They shared a gentle, beautiful kiss.
They didn't make love that night.
Cheng Zhanxi's hand gently patted Yu Qingtang's back. Under this gentle comfort, Yu Qingtang's eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and she gradually fell asleep.
Cheng Zhanxi rested her forehead against the woman's forehead and also drifted off to sleep.
Summer days dawned early. The morning light penetrated the thick curtains, casting hazy shadows within the room.
Yu Qingtang, with her eyes closed, heard Cheng Zhanxi get up and wash. Cheng Zhanxi opened the door and went out, returning half an hour later to take a shower. Having lived with Cheng Zhanxi for so long, Yu Qingtang basically understood her habits. She liked to get up early to exercise, and sometimes after exercising and showering, she would even go back to bed with her for a second nap.
But today, there wasn't quite enough time for a second nap. The meeting was at nine, and they had to leave at eight.
At seven-thirty, Cheng Zhanxi finished making breakfast and went in to see Yu Qingtang still asleep.
She sat on the edge of the bed and woke Yu Qingtang up. Yu Qingtang “woke up,” half her face hidden in the quilt, looking obedient and soft, her eyes half-open, still appearing terribly sleepy.
Cheng Zhanxi reached out to touch her forehead and asked gently, “Are you feeling unwell?”
Yu Qingtang shook her head, yawned, and buried the other half of her face in the quilt. A muffled murmur came from under the covers: “Sleepy.”
“If you're sleepy, sleep a little longer. I'm going to have breakfast, okay?”
“Mmm…”
Cheng Zhanxi pulled the quilt down slightly and placed a gentle kiss on the woman's forehead.
Cheng Zhanxi tucked the corner of the quilt for her and quietly closed the door as she left.
As the sound of the door closing echoed, Yu Qingtang simultaneously opened her eyes, her expression clear, without a hint of sleepiness. She stared blankly at the closed door for a while, then gazed at the ceiling, lost in thought for a moment, before closing her eyes again.
Time passed, minute by minute, second by second.
It went from intangible to tangible; she could almost hear the “tick-tock—tick-tock—” of the second hand moving, one step chasing another. The occasional sound of footsteps in the living room made Yu Qingtang feel as if she were in a sea of fire and a mountain of knives, suffering in purgatory.
She was always accustomed to receiving, not giving; always indulging in the status quo, unwilling to seek change. Even if she decided to be brave for once, when a real crisis arrived, she still subconsciously chose to escape, letting Cheng Zhanxi make the choice. Her so-called bravery was like a blown bubble, bursting at the slightest touch in the sunlight. Inside the bubble was still that little girl standing in place, surrounded by all the children, yet remaining indifferent.
Whether this world was black and white or colorful, it was all the same to her.
She once disliked this world; she only liked Cheng Zhanxi. Later, Cheng Zhanxi turned her world from black and white to color, placed a bouquet of flowers in her hand, then stuffed a handful of gems into it, built a beautiful house for her, showed her a home, and finally, she knocked on the door of that home, smiled faintly, and asked the Yu Qingtang inside: “Hello, may I live here?”
Yu Qingtang let her stay.
Together, they picked fresh flowers, waded in the river, and filled a box with gems. Cheng Zhanxi took her to meet her parents and brother, in another house, which turned out to be right next door to theirs. They had more, even more beautiful flowers, and all of them told her: how beautiful the world is.
She had a horse named Da Bai.
The owner of the cake shop she frequented remembered her name. Every time she went with Cheng Zhanxi, the owner would give them an extra small cake. The owner had a daughter who called Yu Qingtang 'Jiejie', but called Cheng Zhanxi 'Auntie' the first time she met her.
Xiao Xue from the gallery was a serious, professional elite, but Cheng Zhanxi said that every time Xiao Xue urged her to work, she was like an editor chasing a manuscript, constantly pressuring her as if her life depended on it. Yu Qingtang hadn't witnessed this firsthand.
Cheng Zhanxi had said she would take her out to play after these three busy days, but the three days hadn't arrived yet, and perhaps they never would.
Yu Qingtang had too many things to do, too many sights to see. She had pre-booked this lifetime, and the person she had made an appointment with was now just outside the door, about to go to a meeting with an uncertain future, a meeting fraught with unknown storms.
Tears streaming down her face, Yu Qingtang sat up.
Cheng Zhanxi raised her wrist to look at her watch; it was two minutes to eight. She sighed inwardly, stood up from the living room sofa, walked to the entryway, and bent down to change her shoes.
But behind her came the creak of a door opening. Yu Qingtang, neatly dressed, came out of the bedroom and said, “Are you leaving?”
Cheng Zhanxi straightened up, unsure of her thoughts, and nodded lightly.
Yu Qingtang said calmly and composedly, “I'll go with you. Can you wait for me a moment?”
Joy leaped to Cheng Zhanxi's eyebrows. She raised her voice and said loudly, “Okay!”
“No need to be so loud.” Yu Qingtang smiled faintly.
Cheng Zhanxi took off her shoes, sat back down on the sofa, and waited for Yu Qingtang without any hurry, her mood a world apart from just moments before.
Yu Qingtang went into the study and closed the door. A trace of curiosity surfaced in Cheng Zhanxi's mind, but it was fleeting. Yu Qingtang wasn't gone for long, coming out after a few minutes and saying, “Alright, let's go.”
The two changed their shoes and went out. As soon as they were outside, they held hands and strolled leisurely to the garage, as relaxed as if they were just going on an outing.
Someone who shouldn't have caused waves in their lives wasn't worth taking seriously.
Yu Qingtang got into the passenger seat. Cheng Zhanxi didn't get in immediately. Yu Qingtang turned her head to look back and saw Cheng Zhanxi opening the trunk, seemingly organizing something.
Cheng Zhanxi took out the diamond ring from under a mat, putting the box back. She closed her palm, holding the diamond ring, and put it into her trouser pocket. Her fingertips rubbed the hard diamond twice, her gaze firmer than ever before.
“What were you doing?” Yu Qingtang asked casually.
Cheng Zhanxi wiped her hands with a damp towel from the car and said, “Nothing, I suddenly remembered the gift for Elder He and wanted to see if I brought it.”
A trivial matter, Yu Qingtang didn't pay it much mind. Her hand, through the fabric, pressed on the pocket of her women's suit jacket, her fingertips tracing the small outline visible through it. She quietly let out a soft breath.
Cheng Zhanxi drove the car out of the garage, out of the villa gate. The morning glow enveloped them from the mountaintop, coating the car driving on the winding mountain road with a hazy radiance.
Cheng Zhanxi chatted casually as usual: “It'll probably end quickly today. Do you want to eat out for lunch, or should we eat at home?”
“Let's decide then. What if Aunt Song calls and asks us to go home for lunch?”
Yu Qingtang didn't notice that she was saying the word 'home' (referring to Cheng family home) more and more naturally, but Cheng Zhanxi did.
“Ah.” She sighed happily.
There's really no way for this pair to end up if they don't get married.
Yu Qingtang saw the upward curve of her lips on her profile, and the heart that had just been in her throat immediately settled back down. She smiled and said, “Why did you suddenly sigh?”
Cheng Zhanxi said, “Then why do you sigh every night after we make love?”
Yu Qingtang: “???”
She could even make such racy jokes?
Anyway, it was just the two of them in the car. Cheng Zhanxi pressed on without reservation, “Why? Tell me.”
Yu Qingtang summoned her teacherly authority and said, “Student Cheng, please exercise some restraint.”
Cheng Zhanxi immediately shut up, very obediently.
Yu Qingtang then said seriously, “If you want to ask, ask tonight, while I still remember.”
Cheng Zhanxi quickly glanced at her.
Yu Qingtang didn't understand the meaning in her eyes.
At the first traffic light after coming down the mountain, Cheng Zhanxi picked up her phone and sent Yu Qingtang a message.
Yu Qingtang unlocked her screen.
Cheng Zhanxi: 【[You're so naughty.jpg]】
Yu Qingtang: 【?】
Cheng Zhanxi: 【I like it a lot】
She liked it so much that when she was driving just now and heard Yu Qingtang's words, she almost got wet.
Yu Qingtang was like an iceberg hiding countless jewels. You thought you had seen everything, but it was actually just a small tip protruding from the sea.
What was even more magical was that she surfaced bit by bit. Each time she surprised someone, if you looked below the surface, what remained submerged at the bottom of the sea was still endless.
Cheng Zhanxi: 【Jiejie, I like you】
Yu Qingtang: 【Jiejie also likes you green】
Cheng Zhanxi: “???”
What the heck does 'likes you green' mean?
Cheng Zhanxi looked up and saw the traffic light in front of her turn green: “…”
Cheng Zhanxi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. “Next time, you can send it as two sentences, or just say the word 'green' out loud instead of typing it.”
Yu Qingtang's lips curved into a smile.
At the next traffic light, Cheng Zhanxi noticed that Yu Qingtang had retracted the message and resent it as: 【Jiejie also likes you】
Cheng Zhanxi: 【Jiejie~ Begging to top~】
Yu Qingtang, applying what she learned: 【[You're so naughty.jpg]】
Cheng Zhanxi turned her head to speak to her, “Jiejie, you're so amazing.”
If I can't drive a real car, can't I at least drive a fake one? Hahaha.
But Yu Qingtang didn't shyly lower her head, nor did she change the subject. Instead, she said with a half-smile, “You know without even trying?”
Cheng Zhanxi: “!!!”
This Jiejie is not herself today!
But it's so exciting!
Cheng Zhanxi's excitement lasted until they reached their destination—a certain coffee shop. Her mood visibly plummeted to rock bottom, displeasure written all over her face. She reluctantly went in and reluctantly sat down at a window seat. Yu Qingtang had to, in turn, coax her softly, “It'll be over soon.”
Cheng Zhanxi grudgingly sat up straight and grudgingly hummed an “Mm.”
They arrived at eight forty-five, not late, but definitely not early either.
Yu Qingtang felt a slight pang of jealousy and said deliberately, “Aren't you going to call her and hurry her along?”
Cheng Zhanxi picked up her water glass and took a sip, saying nonchalantly, “It's best if she doesn't come. We'll leave right on time. Wasting my time.”
Yu Qingtang said “Oh,” noncommittally, but the corners of her lips curved up almost imperceptibly.
Cheng Zhanxi suddenly leaned over and kissed her on the lips.
Yu Qingtang wasn't prepared. It was a public place, and one whole side of the coffee shop was glass. A passerby outside stopped and stared at them with wide eyes.
Yu Qingtang's hand under the table gently pinched Cheng Zhanxi's waist, and she chided, “There are people around.”
Cheng Zhanxi didn't care and, smiling, tried to kiss her again.
Yu Qingtang wouldn't let her, dodging backward. Cheng Zhanxi reached out, wrapped an arm around her waist, and didn't let her escape.
The two of them played around as if no one else was there, one dodging, one chasing. Yu Qingtang still accidentally let Cheng Zhanxi kiss her cheek twice. The passerby outside kept watching, even stopping to play on their phone as a cover.
Cheng Zhanxi held Yu Qingtang's shoulders and said, “Don't move, let me wipe the lipstick off your face.”
Yu Qingtang obediently stayed still.
Cheng Zhanxi looked at her face and, unexpectedly, left a new lipstick mark right over the previous one.
Yu Qingtang, embarrassed and annoyed, said, “You…”
Just then, a female voice sounded by her ear: “Cheng Zhanxi.”
Cheng Zhanxi and Yu Qingtang stopped their playful antics and turned around together, only then “noticing” Qi Sui, who had entered at some unknown point.
Qi Sui wore a plain long dress, looking very pure and lovely. Her exquisite makeup showed she had put in considerable effort.
Qi Sui sat down opposite them and said nothing.
Yu Qingtang very deliberately took out her lipstick from her bag and touched up Cheng Zhanxi's lip makeup. Cheng Zhanxi tilted her face up slightly to cooperate, her eyes focused intently on Yu Qingtang's face, not sparing Qi Sui a single glance from beginning to end.
Yu Qingtang capped the lipstick, picked up her bag, and said to Cheng Zhanxi, “You two talk. I'll go wander outside for a bit.”
Cheng Zhanxi reached into her trouser pocket and felt the diamond ring, which had become hot from her body heat.
Yu Qingtang stood up and walked about three steps away from the table. Just as Cheng Zhanxi was about to call out to her, Yu Qingtang suddenly stopped and turned back.
Yu Qingtang's right hand was in the pocket of her white suit. She said naturally, “Darling, you left something with me.”
A flicker of genuine confusion crossed Cheng Zhanxi's eyes. “What?”
Yu Qingtang walked over and took Cheng Zhanxi's left hand in hers.
Cheng Zhanxi looked at her posture and her eyes, and her mind suddenly went blank. Even her breathing became lighter.
Her gaze fell on Yu Qingtang's right hand, which was hidden in her pocket. Yu Qingtang slowly brought out her clasped hand.
Time seemed to slow down. The clenched fist opened, and a brilliant light reflected in Cheng Zhanxi's eyes. Her pupils suddenly dilated, and she held her breath.
In Yu Qingtang's open right palm lay a diamond ring.
Yu Qingtang lowered her gaze and slowly slipped the diamond ring onto the ring finger of the woman's left hand.
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