The man's dark and profound eyes were deeply fixed on her, his tone was low, "Fine, but after you marry me, don't regret it."
Regret?
How could Chi Zaozao possibly regret?
As long as she could marry him, no matter what happened in the future, she would never regret it, never.
She looped her arm through his, grinning confidently, "I'm afraid the person who'll end up regretting is you. Anyway, I'm going downstairs to have a drink of water, I'll come back up to find you later."
With that, she let go of him and dashed out of the room like smoke.
Ye Que narrowed his eyes slightly, finding the young girl's way of doing things somewhat disappointing; all hustle and haste, doing whatever she wanted.
But he liked such an honest and straightforward young girl.
...
In fact, Chi Zaozao didn't go to drink water. After running downstairs, she quietly slipped out of the house and called her family's driver to take her out.
