Qiao Xiaren couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth upon hearing his words. Wasn't this back-to-front? Clearly, he was the one who brought up the "dictatorial agreement"!
"Are you proposing?"
"No, I'm just giving you a heads-up, so you can prepare yourself mentally."
When he proposes, how could it be just a simple sentence? He wouldn't let her feel wronged—no matter how small the matter, he wouldn't let her suffer in the slightest.
Qiao Xiaren understood that from the sound of his words, a proposal shouldn't be far off. To be honest, she was a little bit excited, wondering in what form this man would propose to her.
Probably something similar to what others do: flowers and a diamond ring would be indispensable.
She suddenly smiled softly, feeling as though everything was moving along so naturally. A calm sense of happiness lingered in her heart.
This, just like this, was perfect.
