Bo Yeyuan clenched her wrist in one swift move, his cold gaze fixated on the ring in her hand, his eyes stung by pain, "Who allowed you to wear her ring?"
He removed the ring unceremoniously, applying great force, the band painfully squeezing her finger... In the moment it left her finger, it turned into a streak of silver light and flew away.
The ring fell into the fountain pool, Bo Yeyuan's pupils tightened, and without hesitation, he stepped into the fountain to retrieve it.
In the depth of an April night, the cold water reached his knees as he bent over to grope in the water!
Li Qiyu stood there numbly watching his figure, his anxiety resembling that of a man who had lost a world...
"Young Master, let us help you find it—it's so cold out," Leike and two bodyguards entered the water, "you should get out!"
Bo Yeyuan shoved Leike aside, stubbornly searching on.
