Shen Tingting's face turned even more unsightly, her left hand gently covering the middle finger of her right hand, seemingly unintentionally hiding the ring.
But Yu Xiaoqin was in high spirits at this moment, calculating that if she could use this opportunity to make Qiao Mo lose face, it would be a truly gratifying affair.
"Qiao Mo, as everyone knows, there is only one of these rings. Tingting's was bought for a full 1.8 billion at Christie's Auction House. Yours, I'm afraid, is a fake, right?"
Yu Xiaoqin tilted her chin with a touch of sarcasm, her gaze falling on Qiao Mo.
Qiao Mo lightly curled her lips, as if deliberately, not in a hurry to explain.
In fact, she wasn't worried that the ring on her hand was fake, after all, given Fu Nancheng's status, sending out a fake ring would be like a hard slap in his own face, and how could he allow such a thing to happen.
