"Give it back to me, Fu Nancheng, give it back to me!"
Qiao Mo clutched his arm tightly, her tears flowing more fiercely, carrying a hint of pleading.
She had nothing left, she had lost Jing Hao...
She just wanted to keep this ring, just as a keepsake.
Seeing the tear stains on her face, his gaze grew colder.
Did she really care so much about that man?
"You want it?" He looked at her coldly, his thin lips barely moving.
Qiao Mo nodded, with a trace of pleading in her eyes.
He curled his lips in a cold smile, turned around, and threw it viciously out the window.
A silver arc was left in the air, and Qiao Mo was taken aback.
The silver ring quickly disappeared into the surging waves, not even causing the slightest ripple before it vanished!
"The ring... my ring..."
With reddened eyes, Qiao Mo rushed forward, and before Fu Nancheng could react, she crazily plunged into the sea!
