Qianyi shook his head.
"Giving someone a Golden Ring doesn't count as a proposal?"
Robin didn't believe him.
"Affection and love need not be entrusted to lifeless objects."
Qianyi took Robin's hand and gently placed the slightly cool Golden Ring in her palm.
The feelings that truly mattered, that were worth treasuring, should not be attached to meaningless lifeless things.
Because once passionate feelings had to rely on cold objects to be conveyed and sustained, then one day in the future, those feelings themselves would inevitably waver, deteriorate, or even wither due to the object being gained or lost, damaged, or changing in value.
A ring was merely a ring, a circular band forged from metal.
"The main reason I gave this to you, Robin, is that I still feel a little guilty."
Whenever Qianyi thought of how much Brother Zhou Tian would suffer next, he felt a little embarrassed.
"You mean my brother?"
Robin immediately understood.
"Yeah. The series of things we're going to do next will definitely deal a massive mental blow to your brother. I can't compensate him for now, so I can only put more thought into making it up to you."
Qianyi unconsciously rubbed the bass strings with his fingertips, his gaze drifting out the window.
"No!"
Robin immediately refuted him. She then took Qianyi's hand, stuffed the Golden Ring back into it, and solemnly said, "This plan was originally my suggestion. Making my brother suffer was also my choice. In this whole matter, Qianyi, you're the one who needs compensation. I haven't even had the chance to compensate you yet—how can I let you compensate me?"
She felt that Qianyi was simply too kind-hearted.
This entire matter had nothing to do with Qianyi, yet because of her request, he had to mediate between the