Ms. He, seeing the situation, rolled her eyes and fainted.
Seeing Lai Jiajia in a frenzied state, Ji Qingyu felt immensely pleased.
In that case, why not make her even more anxious? So he raised his hand and ordered, "Throw Lai Xuan down the mountain to feed the wolves."
The men in black obeyed and lifted Lai Xuan, heading out of the village.
Lai Jiajia shouted hoarsely, "Ji Qingyu, keep dreaming! Even if you rebel, you won't get Leng Yu Yan!"
Ji Qingyu raised an eyebrow, "Oh, really?"
He slowly leaned forward, his voice teasing, "I want to ask you, now that you're in this position, do you regret not marrying me?"
Though he had no real desire to marry the woman before him, today he just wanted to ask.
Someday, he wanted to pose this question to Leng Yu Yan.
She was the only woman in the world who could drive him mad, and every time he closed his eyes, her face, radiating a floral smile, filled his mind.
The time when he met her wasn't even late.
