"This ring... fell off Ansheng..." Miaomiao muttered, currently in a daze.
The silver band twisted in her palm, the sunlight filtering through the window casting a brilliant edge of light over it. Set into the mounting was a small, multicolored, crystal-clear diamond—dainty, elegant, and exquisite.
More importantly, on the inner circumference of the ring, she saw a few letters and patterns whose meaning was instantly clear:
I?Y, MM——AS.
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