"Welcome to Lao Wang Feng. How may I help you?"
The receptionist spotted Cheng Tian rushing into the shop, looking travel-worn.
"Hello, I'd like to buy an engagement ring."
"Certainly. Please come this way."
Lao Wang Feng was a famous, long-established luxury store in Magic City. From chunky gold chains to engagement rings, it had everything under the sun.
As for the prices, those who knew, knew.
"Sir, may I ask your name?"
"My surname is Cheng."
"All right, Mr. Cheng. Are you looking for a matching pair or a single ring?"
"A single ring."
"Of course. May I ask the size of your girlfriend's right middle finger?"
Cheng Tian stopped in his tracks. He had forgotten to measure Xiaohan's finger!
"Well..."
Thinking she had asked the wrong question, the sales assistant hurriedly corrected herself. "Oh, sorry. Our domestic custom has always been left for men, right for women, so I instinctively asked about her right hand. By international custom, though, an engagement ring should actually be worn on the left hand. Could you tell me the size of your girlfriend's left middle finger?"
Just then, Rotom chimed, and a picture came through.
[Su a Su Su]: (Image)
[Su a Su Su]: A-Tian, could you tell me the size of your left middle finger?
Su Han had thoughtfully sent a photo showing her measurements already. Cheng Tian quickly took Rotom, opened the picture, and handed it to the sales assistant.
"Mm-hmm, a very lovely hand." The sales assistant nodded. "Would you like me to measure your finger?"
"Sorry for the trouble."
Only after measuring his own finger and sending Xiaohan a photo did Cheng Tian breathe a sigh of relief. But when he turned, he found himself facing the sales assistant's smiling face.
"What is it?"
"Nothing." The sales assistant