Ji Mingzhu was tired of hearing these words.
She rolled her eyes, "Wake up, even if I were to be lonely forever, I wouldn't marry you!"
The words were spoken with absolute certainty, without a trace of hesitation.
The candlelight danced across the stern face, flickering on and off. The eyes were deep and seemed shrouded in mist, making it hard to read his emotions.
Ji Mingzhu had suffered too many losses at Xie Yunzhen's hands; her instincts told her the person in front of her was very dangerous.
It was just the calm before the storm.
"Young Master, will you leave by yourself, or should I call someone to escort you out?"
The slender, long neck was held high, with a hint of bluffing in her voice.
Just as he lightly bit, he could pierce through her disguise.
Xie Yunzhen's lips curled into a playful smile, "Call them, I don't mind."
He spoke nonchalantly, genuinely not caring.
