"In any case, you can't leave me." Fu Rong said fiercely, holding her waist.
In every matter, he could indulge her, tolerate her, but not this one.
"You can't do this, you promised to let me think it over."
"Yes, didn't I let you think about it before? Now it's time for the result."
No matter what she said, he only wanted one result, which was for her to stay by his side.
That was the premise of everything.
Keep calm, don't argue, Ye Ranran told herself in her heart.
"Let's talk about these things later. I think you should take your medicine first. When you get better, we can discuss these issues."
But obviously, Fu Rong already knew her tactics and wouldn't allow her to avoid it like this.
He pressed her step by step without retreating: "Promise me first, or I won't take it."
He knew that the reason Ye Ranran had been so compliant with him lately was because she was worried about his health.
