Her answer was very interesting, and Ya Shitian laughed.
"It doesn't matter, you endure ten pounds of pressure, I'll bear you. That way you won't feel hard-pressed."
Ye Anqi playfully asked with a smile, "What if it's a hundred pounds of pressure?"
"I could bear a thousand pounds for you."
"Mr. Ya treats me really well."
Ya Shitian lowered his head and kissed her lips, "If I don't treat you well, whom will I treat well?"
Ye Anqi showed a shy smile, and Ya Shitian stepped back a bit, suddenly becoming serious.
He took out a jewelry box from his pocket and opened it—
A glittering diamond ring appeared before Ye Anqi's eyes.
The diamond ring was as large as a pigeon egg, luxurious and prestigious.
Ya Shitian knelt on one knee, raised the ring, "Ye Anqi, will you marry me?"
Ye Anqi was taken aback.
Was he proposing?
Had she told him he hadn't proposed, so he was making up for it now?
