When Ling Chuan was mentioned, Mo Wei remained silent and did not respond.
Mo Wei sat on the sofa and tilted his head back to drink the wine in his glass in one gulp.
An Ziqing sat on the nearby armchair, turning sideways with her shoulder leaning against the backrest.
She lowered her head, looking at the red wine in her glass.
"Ling Chuan and I are engaged," An Ziqing said, unconsciously fiddling with the diamond ring in her hand.
Mo Wei had already seen it.
The ring in her hand was so bright that it was instantly noticeable.
Mo Wei continued to drink wine, saying nothing.
An Ziqing went on, "I told you before, Ling Chuan and I were originally in a relationship, but separated due to some misunderstandings. Reaching this point with him now is truly difficult. I like him so much that I'm willing to trade my life for this kind of affection."
"So that's love," Mo Wei interjected.
Only then did An Ziqing raise her eyes to him, with a hint of guilt in them, "Yes, I love him."
