Chapter 650
The wife of a powerful family: Huo Shao, how dare you flirt with me
Author: Gu Rong Rong MACHINE TRANSLATION
Her eyes inadvertently caught sight of a jewelry box on the coffee table that seemed to contain a ring. She could not help but ask, âdonât tell me someone has proposed to you? â
This was not even a divorce. WHO WOULD BE SO BOLD!
However, it was not impossible. After all, the news that Ruo Chu and Huo Nanchen were negotiating for a divorce had spread like wildfire. Those so-called suitors had also started to increase in number. Who knew how many people were staring at this little beauty in the open and in the dark.
If there was someone she fancied, it would not be a bad idea to try dating.
As long as she was handsome, rich, and cultured, she would be able to choose the right person to try.
At this moment, Yang Xi had long forgotten what an Shaosi and Huo Nanchen had told her.
Gu ruochu glanced at the jewelry box on the table. âHuo Nanchen had originally ordered a wedding ring for me. He had not intended to take it, but he insisted on giving it to me. â
âFor people like them, custom-made wedding rings are unique. I guess thatâs what Huo Nanchen wanted. â Yang Xi was actually quite curious as to what kind of wedding ring he would order.
âWhy donât we open it and have a look? â
âI donât want to see it. â
Gu ruochu placed the jewelry box on the coffee table as soon as she entered the room. She felt that there was no need to look at it since they were about to be separated. Of course, her mood when she looked at the wedding ring was completely different from before. All she could do was increase her sadness.
âIf you donât want to look at it, Iâll look at it for you, alright? Anyway, I want to know how these rich people spend money to please women. â Yang Xi seemed to be a little agitated as she looked at her with an inquiring gaze.
âGo ahead and have a look. â
Gu Ruochu felt a little helpless. Yang Xi finally opened the velvet ring box on her hand after receiving a reply. Yang Xiâs eyes lit up when she felt the cold touch of the ring.
It was an extremely fiery-red gemstone with a delicate floral pattern of broken diamonds around it.
âWhy have I seen this design before from Italyâs famous Jewelry Design Company on television? Their familyâs newest true love collection. The first ring is very similar to this one. Perhaps this is their unique true love collection.â
âIs that so? â
Gu Ruochu glanced in their direction. The fiery-red Gemstone emitted a luster that could not be ignored. Sometimes, Gu Ruochu also liked red because it represented a kind of extreme and passionate passion.
Somehow, it touched the deepest part of her heart.
âThis ring suits you very well. â Yang Xiâs eyes lit up. âTrue love series. Does this count as Huo Shaoâs confession in disguise? The implication is that his love is unique. â
Unique love. She stared at the fiery red gemstone without saying a word. That extreme and intense red seemed to burn someoneâs eyes.
âSo what if it suits you? â Gu Ruochu did not have much of a reaction when she looked at the ring. âIn any case, our wedding will never happen again. â
Even if he was confessing his so-called love now, it was already over between them.
Yang Xi listened to her sad words and put the ring away.
âWe agreed to have a good time tonight. Donât be so sad. â
After putting the ring away, Yang Xi turned around and went into the kitchen to prepare a few more side dishes. There were a lot of ingredients in the fridge. She tiptoed and took a few bottles of red wine from the fridge.
She placed two goblets and watched as the red wine swayed from the sides of the goblets.
âWhy are you so distracted? â
Gu Ruochu closed the fridge door. There was probably only one person who could disturb this little girlâs mind.
âYou have something on your mind? Let me think. Is it because of young master an? â
Yang Xi handed her another goblet of wine and could not help but ask, âRuo Chu, do you know why young master an has no contact with his family? Besides, every time I ask that old butler, he doesnât say a word. â