Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Before the man decided to do something, Ye Shengge got to light up his cigarette. She took the lighter back and said, “It’s done!”
This was the first time Ye Shengge had realized lighting up cigarettes required technique.
She stood straight, looking at Ji Shiting.
The man took a puff, and smoke permeated the room, making his handsome face look more sophisticated.
Ye Shengge couldn’t help swallowing her spit.
“Mr. Ji.” She finally recalled her mission. “What do you think?”
The man chuckled, pinched the cigarette with his fingers and said, “Want to know the answer?”
“Yes.” Ye Shengge was keen.
“Come closer.” Ji Shiting said gently.
Ye Shengge thought there was hope. She approached her, got so close that she was almost lying on his body.
Ji Shiting smiled and said, “Closer.”
Ye Shengge followed, and she was almost about to kiss him.
Ji Shiting turned his face around, took another puff and breathed out over her face, then he said, “Then keep regretting.”
Ye Shengge was dazed as she couldn’t digest the answer.
He said no?
She knew it wouldn’t be that easy.
Ye Shengge took a few steps back and looked at him, irritated.
Why did he play with her like that if he was going to reject her?
Ji Shiting enjoyed her angry and aggrieved face, “I’ve never given anyone a second chance. No exceptions.”
“Then make me the exception!” Ye Shengge couldn’t help blurting.
“You can give it a try.” Ji Shiting said while standing up. “You might as well wonder why you were drugged last night. Next time, you might not be so lucky again.”
Drugged? Ye Shengge thought about it, and she immediately figured out who was behind it. She had gone back to Ye’s house last night, and Ye Siyan had touched her bag before. There was no one else.
As for her motive, Ye Shengge kind of had an assumption too.
However, that wasn’t important at the moment.
“Can you be a bit more responsible, Mr. Ji?” Ye Shengge said, looking at his back. “You knew I was drugged last night, yet you took advantage of me. Don’t you think you should take me more seriously?”
Ji Shiting stopped walking and turned around.
“Seriously? Do you want money?”
“No, I don’t want your money.” Ye Shengge waved her hands and tried to smile sincerely. “I told you. I want to marry you.”
“You’re really ambitious, aren’t you?” The man sneered.
“No. I don’t want anything material. I just want to marry you. If you think I’m tricking you, I can sign a prenup.” Ye Shengge was almost about to vow raising her hand. “Besides, if you want to terminate the marriage anytime in the future, I’ll agree to it.”
Ji Shiting lifted his eyebrow, looking at how desperate she was.
At first, Ji Shiting had thought she was treating him like her backer when she’d said she regretted it, probably because she felt vulnerable after being drugged, so she wanted that marriage proposal as a life-saver.
But now, things didn’t seem that simple…
“What do you want?” Ji Shiting said.
“I want you!” Ye Shengge said without hesitation, then, she lowered her head.