Jing Yichen's heart went out to her, when he saw her behave in such a manner.
He flirtingly whispered in her ears, "You belong to me, that much is true, but we are still to consummate our marriage. Should we rectify that bit, tonight?"
Shangguan Ning was very embarrassed. She flushed instantly.
Jing Yichen laughed, scooped her up in his arms and walked towards the hotel.
The beach was crowded. Onlookers had gathered to admire the firework display that Jing Yichen had put up for Shangguan Ning .
In the hotel room, rose petals were strewn all over the floor. Amidst the rose petals were heart shaped candles, while A Midsummer Night's Dream by Mendelssohn echoed through the entire presidential suite.
Shangguan Ning was astonished as soon as she entered the room. She turned her head to look at Jing Yichen who had obviously arranged all of this, only to find him looking back at her sheepishly.
