The man responded with a low murmur, but then suddenly turned his head to look at her. His gaze was as profound as the silent deep sea at midnight. Seeing her with calm and gentle eyes, her expression somewhat peaceful and aloof...
After a silent moment, he slowly reached out and touched her head, caressed it once, speaking in a very calm tone, "With me, you'll always be right."
At these words, Shu Yimo raised her eyebrows in surprise, looking at him —
So immodest!
The man's overbearing gaze swept over her, leaving no room for doubt about his words. He said in a deep voice, "What I say is right, will definitely be correct."
"How can you be more autocratic than my grandfather? Such a militarist approach..."
Shu Yimo looked at him somewhat amazed.
Long Chengyu glanced at her sideways and didn't bother to acknowledge her remark. However, the hand on her shoulder tightened, Shu Yimo's eyebrows furrowed tighter, but her back remained ramrod straight.
