The atmosphere became very awkward, very tense.
In the end, it was Ouyang Zhi who admitted defeat.
With a hint of pain, he rubbed his forehead and said, "Forget it, I won't pressure you now. Let's talk about these matters again in two months. You go ahead and eat by yourself; I still have some things I need to take care of and have to go out."
He also knew that An Xiaomian would definitely not keep him, so after he finished speaking, he left.
Not only did An Xiaomian not keep him, but when he left, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She had understood Ouyang Zhi's implication just now, that after they got married, he would definitely touch her.
An Xiaomian bit her lip, thinking that she needed to figure out a good way to get out of this unscathed.
…
Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, more than a month had gone by.
Inside a high-end cosmetic surgery hospital.
