Wang Xiaoying had never encountered someone as shameless as him in her entire life.
"Come on, it's just a word. What's the big deal," Zhang Wei whispered teasingly, his lips brushing against her cheeks and ears, causing her to shiver.
*Gasp!*
Mo Chen seethed with rage, but it seemed like no one paid him any attention.
Wang Xiaoying, however, was steadfast in her response, adamantly shaking her head, her voice barely above a whisper, sounding as timid as a mosquito.
Zhang Wei seemed to derive enjoyment from the situation, pressing further, "Shall I proceed with the marriage rites right here for you to utter it?" His eyes held a playful yet challenging glint.
"You...!?" Wang Xiaoying was rendered momentarily speechless, her eyes wide with astonishment.
Undeterred, Zhang Wei placed his thumb between her lips, his expression ambiguous. "The choice is yours, little Ying."
