Fei Yanga's eyes curved with a smile: "So you like me, and you don't like him, right?"
"You've been asking so insistently, and I've already been betrothed to you!" Ye Zhen objected and was about to get up.
Fei Yanga pulled her back once more, "Hahaha, can't I be happy!"
Marrying her was a must, but if his wife didn't have him in her heart, that would be bad.
"Let go!" Ye Zhen struggled.
"Don't fuss, I'll take you horseback riding." With that, Fei Yanga got up, scooped her up horizontally, and in a few steps, placed her on his horse.
Before Ye Zhen could even gasp in surprise, Fei Yanga was already on the horse holding her tightly.
With just a flick of the whip, the horse shot forward.
The little maids watching were wide-eyed, utterly dazzled by how dashing Lord Fei Yanga appeared.
Ye Zhen was rendered speechless, resigning herself to being held close as the horse galloped far faster than hers ever could.
