Upon hearing Sister Man's question, the narrow-eyed woman immediately leaned forward, gazing enviously at the ring on Sister Man's hand.
"Sister Man, this ring must be a custom Cartier, right? It's so beautiful. This diamond is so big, it must be three carats, right?" The narrow-eyed woman's tone was also filled with envy.
Who would have thought that Sister Man merely chuckled lightly, "One carat."
"..." The narrow-eyed woman was stunned, then hurriedly said, "It can't be, it's so big."
Sister Man started laughing again, "It's just an illusion crafted by the design. This ring only costs a few ten thousand. Ha ha, I thought Lu Hao was so into Shen Yifei, yet he just settled it with a ring worth tens of thousands. Tsk tsk."
