The gentle man who had spoken earlier gave a faint smile, innocently shrugged his shoulders, and said to him, "You see, it's not that I don't want her, it's that the beauty isn't willing to follow me. Alas, the most difficult favor to accept is beauty's grace, and the deepest disdain comes from deep affection~ Ai Mi is deeply in love with you, you should cherish it, don't let her down."
Qin Jun felt disgusted as he listened. He lifted the chin of the woman clutching his arm, those tea-colored eyes that were a bit unusual glaring at the woman in front of him, and coldly asked, "You like me, like me to the point of not willing to change partners?"
Ai Mi didn't know if she was scared or just couldn't keep up with his quick change of expression. She first shook her head, then, realizing it, began nodding her head vigorously like a pecking chicken, "I don't want to be given away, Mr. Qin, please, I know I was wrong."
