“Miss Xia, to me, the one-love Ring is an invaluable treasure. If you return it to me, you and your friend can leave now.” Lu Yuzhen took a sip of the wine gracefully.
Xia Micheng raised her clear eyes to look at him. “It’s not on me right now.”
Lu Yuzhen froze. He had once told her that no matter what happened, she was not allowed to take it down.
It seemed that he was the one who invested a lot more emotions in this relationship after all.
Lu Yuzhen raised his head. His profound eyes were as cold as ice, and he curled his thin lips playfully. The way he looked at her was quite fear-inducing. Xia Micheng looked like a little rat he had caught, but he was in no hurry to eat her. Instead, he wanted to torture her slowly to her death.
“Come here.” These two simple words escaped through his thin lips, and he sounded even more domineering than before.