Chunyu Che's lips curved into a slight smile, and he said warmly, "Zou Ruoxian, your name sounds beautiful. May I call you Xian?"
Zou Family raised her eyes to look at him, her gaze carrying a hint of doubt and helplessness, "Monarch of Beichang Country, do you think that's appropriate?"
Chunyu Che seemed unbothered, "Why wouldn't it be appropriate? We've been through thick and thin together. What's the harm in calling you by name?
I'm not one to cling stubbornly, nor would I force others into doing things they don't wish to do.
But I have a flaw of repaying enmity in kind. You show me an inch of respect, I'll return a yard. Since you kissed me like that, I have to return the favor, right? From now on, we don't owe each other anything."
Zou Family's face instantly flushed scarlet, "I, at that time..."
Chunyu Che interrupted her, "I don't want to hear your explanation. After all, you've had a child and a husband before.
