Ya Shitian chuckled lightly, "My feelings for her and for you will definitely be different. How could she compare to you?"
Ye Rumeng didn't believe a word of what he said.
If he really liked her, why would he have brought Ye Anqi here too?
Even if what he said was true, she wasn't interested. No matter what he did, she would never like him.
Ye Rumeng proudly raised her chin, "Ya Shitian, I don't care what your purpose is, but I don't want to stay here. Let me go."
"Tsk tsk, such words would break my heart," Ya Shitian said with feigned sadness, yet his expression suggested anything but sorrow.
"What will it take for you to let me go?"
"Become my woman—"
Ye Rumeng shouted, "Impossible!"
Ya Shitian lifted the corner of his mouth wickedly, "Even if you became my woman, you wouldn't think of leaving."
"You..."
"Just follow me obediently, and forget any other ideas," he warned.
Ye Rumeng abruptly stood up, "I will never be your woman, not even if I die!"
