"Are you going to ask him about the ring?" I said, turning to Xiaotao.

Xiaotao unzipped her leather jacket and removed the bobby pins in her hair, draping those beautiful locks over her shoulders. Reining in her usual edginess, she winked, "We don’t want to startle the man. Watch how it’s done!"

She instructed Dali to wait in the car first since his presence would only complicate the situation. Then, she extended her arm towards me, not saying a word of her plan, though I already understood what she meant.

I hooked my arm around hers and together, we walked up to Mr. Xu. “Hello Uncle Xu!" she greeted, her voice cloying.

"You are..." Mr. Xu narrowed his eyes. 

"Uncle Xu have you forgotten me?” pouted Xiaotao. “During my father, Huang Yunhong's, 60th...