Song Zhen's right hand, on his ring finger, wore a gold men's ring, and on his pinky, a gold women's ring.
The striking Red Coral under the sunlight, exuded a breathtaking beauty.
He stood upright with his head held high.
Even though he was drenched in sweat, he did not show any signs of disarray.
Bright eyes, resolute light; lips tightly sealed, heart filled with trepidation.
The driver also didn't dare to slack off and came over early to stand by the side, yet the car was still running, fearing that his master might board at any moment, always ready with air conditioning.
Twenty minutes later.
The security received a phone call and looked at Song Zhen with slight apology, "Mr. Song, I'm truly sorry, Island Master is not on the island today, so he can't meet you."
Upon hearing this, Qin Feng asked in a low and respectful voice, "Boss, shall we come another day?"
Song Zhen's gaze shifted from the rings to a rooftop not far from the mansion.
