Ye chuyan looked at Bo sijin's emotionless black eyes in a daze and a thought came to her mind.
She might have really lost the young man who was completely satisfied with her ...
Bo sijin thought that ye chuyan had taken his words to heart, so his tone became gentler.
"Let's go. I'll send you back. Tomorrow, I will go and buy a house for you. You and I are not related, and it is not a good idea for a girl to always live in the Marshal's residence."
Ye chuyan was a little dizzy.
Bo sijin wanted to chase her away ...
No, she couldn't leave.
"No, si Jin, listen to me. You're only angry at me now. Let's calm down first, okay? Don't chase me away ..."
Ye chuyan was about to cry.
Bo sijin, however, frowned deeply.
In the past, he could not bear to see ye chuyan cry, but now, his heart was filled with impatience.
Bo sijin was obviously not a gentleman.
