Zhao Yang was speechless!
"Li Jiahuan, let me tell you, stop messing around; besides, I'm not your man, not now, and not in the future!" Zhao Yang said sternly.
But Li Jiahuan was very determined, "I definitely will be in the future!"
"I definitely won't!" Zhao Yang said even more firmly!
At that point, Li Jiahuan stared into Zhao Yang's eyes and said, "Zhao Yang, I'm destined to be on your household registration book in this lifetime. If I can't be your wife, then don't blame me for becoming your mother!"
"Get lost!" Zhao Yang picked up a pillow and threw it directly at Li Jiahuan!
The pillow hit Li Jiahuan's face, but she swiped it away, a resolute look flashing in her eyes, "Remember my words, I mean what I say!"
With tears welling up in her eyes, Li Jiahuan said, "Tell me, what does it take for you to accept me?"
