"Make a hypothesis? I see you really do want to kill me. Ye Anqi, in what way have I wronged you that you wish so dearly to kill me?"
"..."
"Is it because I forcefully possessed you? Then who was it that provoked me first?"
"Mr. Ya, please calm your anger, can't you see I misspoke?"
The expression on Ya Shitian's face remained harsh and cold, "Am I deliberately mistreating you, or did I desecrate your ancestors' graves to make you hate me so much even now?"
Ye Anqi reined in her smile, "I misspoke, can't we just drop it?"
"Do you really think you misspoke? If you don't hate me, why do you absolutely refuse to marry me, why would you use me as a hypothetical? Ye Anqi, I really want to see what your heart is made of."
Ye Anqi also wanted to see what his heart was made of.
Ya Shitian's hand pressed against the spot where her heart lay.
He asked coldly, "Has this ever beat for me?"
"..."
Ya Shitian sneered, "Of course not. But still, I want to marry you… isn't that laughable?"
