"You're all right!" The girl nuzzled her mouth in the direction of the car leaving and looked at Ye Nianmo with concern.

Ye Nianmo opened the door and waved his hand. The ring that had been shaped in his suit pocket fell to the ground and made a crisp noise. He just stooped down. The girl was just about to step on the ring.

"What's wrong with you?" Looking at the face of the handsome man in front of her, the girl asked timidly with some fear.

Ye Nianmo gripped his palm tighter and tighter, slammed the door, and some hot air in the car restrained his crazy impulse. He...