"Where are you rushing off to? We still haven't chosen a ring or tried on wedding dresses." Ye Chenfeng stroked his cheek with a hand that showed no signs of lowering, seemingly longing for something more.
"Stop saying such things! When did I agree to do any of this with you?!" She shouted, "If you keep pestering me, it's no good for either of us, and we're nothing but strangers."
People who frequent high-end royal restaurants must certainly be extraordinary figures. How could she meddle with such individuals? Even if she wanted to, she neither had the energy nor the interest.
"So, are you willing to give me a chance? I..." He looked sincere, ready to continue, but she interrupted him mercilessly, blurting out, "Mr. Ye!!"
He picked up a hint of anger in her voice and immediately toned down, gently asking, "Qian Qian, do you think we started off too fast?"
