Her face was slightly red as she reached out her hand to ask Song Yaoyao to come over. "Yaoyao, I'm a little nervous. What should I do..."
"Other than being nervous? Is there anything else?" Song Yaoyao's eyes curved as she handed a gift box to Tang Xinrou. "Relax. When we get out, you just need to look at An Feiran. He'll protect you."
Tang Xinrou's eyes darted around as she took the gift box and said, "What are you talking about? It's more like I'm protecting him."
Thinking back to the past, An Feiran was still a weak and gentle high school boy. In the blink of an eye, not long had passed, but he seemed to have become a mature man who could take charge of his own affairs.
The change was so fast that she could barely react.
"Tang Xinrou, happy engagement."
Song Weiwei took a deep breath and handed over the gift box, sincerely wishing her well.
"Thank you."
Tang Xinrou looked at her familiar face and paused. "You—"
