Staring at the man's slightly trembling eyelashes.
Jiang Ruan's taste for mischief deepens, she glances up at his bobbing Adam's apple and her lips quirk into a smile.
Then, she steps back.
"The dowry is too small, I won't marry you."
Gazing at the cheeky laughter in her eyes, Fu Chi forces down the emotions spiraling within him.
He initially intended to test the waters. If she hadn't refused, he could have proceeded further, but her joking rejection now prevents him from being too aggressive.
Even so... he is tempted to pull her forcefully into his arms.
But, he can't.
He had waited many years before, and now that she was right in front of him, he knew he couldn't rush things.
Having thought it through, he bends down to meet her gaze.
He chuckles and says, "Then, I'll save up more for the dowry."
His emotions are so calm that it makes Jiang Ruan begins to wonder about his sincerity.
"What are you doing?"
