Sang Qiao lowered her eyes as Ah He's words echoed in her mind, "He really has a lot of patience with you." Yes, he really was patient, having thought about proposing so many times.
She took out the ring box from her pocket and stuffed it into the man's palm, "I haven't given you an answer yet, but you've decided I've already refused?"
Si Chenli was suddenly stunned. He held the ring box in his hand for a long time without making a move.
He looked at the young girl standing in front of him and clearly realized that she had agreed.
Sang Qiao's ears turned slightly red from being stared at, and the man still had no reaction, as if he hadn't snapped back to reality, when suddenly the elevator doors were opened.
She stepped out, not wanting to be in the elevator with Si Chenli, locked in a silent face-to-face gaze.
Si Chenli also quickly followed her out. He grasped the young girl's wrist, his laughter filled with joy, "Qiaoqiao, why run? I haven't even put the ring on you yet."
