Why did she have to try the ring size with Si Mo? The ring wasn't meant for him.
Si Mo, who caught the manager's implication, darkened his face. "You might have misunderstood. I'm just here with Xiao... Xiao Lan to pick up the ring. I'm not her fiancé."
The words "little fox" on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back forcefully. Fortunately, he remembered her name; otherwise, he wouldn't have known how to follow up on the "Xiao" that almost slipped out.
The manager, who had been smiling like a blooming chrysanthemum, froze at Si Mo's words. His smile was like a withering chrysanthemum. He forced a smile and apologized. "Sorry, sorry. I misunderstood."
Rong Lan turned to look at Si Mo. Such an obvious minor, even though he was about the same height as her, didn't look like an adult even with a cold face. Was the manager's judgment that bad? He couldn't even tell this?
If Si Mo was introduced as her younger brother, she could reluctantly accept it. But imagining Si Mo as her fiancé was beyond her expectations.
Little did anyone know how miserable the manager felt. He wished he could slap himself to teach a lesson to the self who had just spoken nonsense.
He thought Si Mo was good - looking, good - looking enough to match this Miss Bai. Moreover, he looked young and didn't seem capable of paying for the ring himself, so he assumed they were a couple.
Rong Lan inspected the ring's style. After confirming it was exactly the same as what she had described to the designer at first, she put the ring down. "It's fine. It's exactly how I envisioned it. Please pack it for me."
"Sure." The manager responded eagerly. Then, in front of Rong Lan, he put the ring into the ring box and then placed the ring box into a small paper bag that had been prepared earlier.
Rong Lan took the paper bag the manager handed her and stood up. "Si Mo, let's go."
Si Mo stood up too. He thought he would get to see the little fox's bold gesture of swiping the card to pay the final payment. However, seeing how the little fox took the item and left, it was obvious that the money had been transferred to the jewelry store's account long ago.
The manager saw them out to the jewelry store's entrance and then went back inside to attend to other customers.
After leaving the jewelry store, Rong Lan reached into the bag and took out a small box that wasn't the ring box.
She held the small box in front of Si Mo. "This should be a small gift from the manager for you."
Si Mo took the box but didn't open it immediately. "A small gift? Why would he give me a gift? Does he think I'm a hidden customer?"
Rong Lan said, "Didn't he say something wrong just now? It should be an apology. I saw him open the paper bag, and the item was already inside. It's obvious it wasn't a mis - packing. Otherwise, would he not notice a box as big as the ring box?"
"I just don't know what's inside the box." With this last sentence, the little fox was clearly hinting for Si Mo to open the box and find out.
Si Mo understood the little fox's implication and immediately opened the box. "It's a pretty nice pinky ring."
Rong Lan leaned over to take a look. "See, I told you it was for you. It's obviously a pinky ring in a boy's size."
Si Mo closed the box. "The jewelry store you chose has a very strong sense of service. Just for accidentally saying one wrong sentence, they give such a generous gift."
He had a basic ability to distinguish jewelry, and the price of this pinky ring was at least four digits.
The sight of the glittering pinky ring dissipated a lot of his suppressed anger.
After all, one should not bite the hand that feeds.
Having received such a generous gift, he felt embarrassed to be angry with a human.
"Of course! After all, it's a store for custom - made wedding rings. I spent a whole night staying up late to choose this jewelry store." Rong Lan was so flattered that her fox tail seemed to be wagging. "Now I'll take you to my empty house here."
Si Mo twirled the small square box in his hand. "Okay."
Rong Lan said the house was not far from the mall, but since she had never been there before, they took a detour before finding the place.
The two walked into the elevator one after another. After the elevator doors closed, Si Mo said, "Little fox, you're being followed."
He was certain because he was sure someone was following them, and he had sensed the person taking pictures. But he was also sure that as a newcomer with nothing, he didn't know anyone, so the person following them had nothing to do with him.
Rong Lan remained calm. "Get used to it. As the eldest daughter of the Bai family, it's quite normal for someone to follow me."
"Aren't you going to do something about it?"
Rong Lan shook her head. "No."
She knew who had sent the person to follow her, but she didn't have the time for it now. Moreover, judging from the personality of the person behind this, if she didn't take the initiative, he would come to her. She just didn't know when.
"After I recover my magic, I'll deal with him properly!" There was a hint of fierceness in the little fox's words.
Si Mo shrugged and said nothing more. Since the person being followed didn't plan to do anything, he wasn't the type to rush to help others.
The elevator stopped on the 18th floor, and the doors opened.
The two walked out one after another and stopped in front of the double - wooden doors on the left side of the elevator.
Just by looking at the door, Si Mo knew this house was extraordinary. Although he wasn't unfamiliar with such doors, he didn't expect the little fox to arrange such a large residence for him. He thought it would at most be an ordinary two - bedroom or three - bedroom apartment, but just from the door, he could tell it was an apartment that occupied at least half of the floor.
Rong Lan reached out to press the fingerprint lock and pushed the door open.
Walking in, even though she considered herself a well - informed fox, she was shocked. "Was it this big?"
Si Mo, who followed her in, twitched the corner of his mouth. "Didn't you check it out before bringing me here?"
Standing at the entrance, without even seeing the whole house, Si Mo knew his speculation was correct. Just looking at the French windows leading to the large balcony, it was easy to tell that this house was at least 300 square meters, a proper mansion.
Moreover, the decoration was very tasteful. It wasn't the gaudy nouveau - riche style but a simple and warm ins style. Despite the large space, the furniture was arranged just right, giving a very comfortable feeling.
Rong Lan was shocked. "In my memory, I only remembered I had an empty house here, but my memory didn't tell me it was this big."
Si Mo opened the shoe cabinet at the entrance and, as expected, there wasn't a single pair of shoes to change into.
This house was perfect in every way, but because it had been unoccupied for a long time, it lacked the warmth of human habitation. There was a thick layer of dust on the shoe cabinet.
Rong Lan strolled around the whole house first, checked the rooms and the kitchen, and stood on the balcony with a nice view for a while. Finally, she returned to the living room, sat on the long sofa, and almost lay down. "I like it here."