"Don't ever say that kind of thing to me again, okay?"
Fu Yanye suddenly made the serious request.
Zhuo Jian's heartbeat thundered, and her voice was a bit hoarse with fright as she asked him, "What thing?"
"Telling me to find another woman."
Fu Yanye reminded her.
Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat, and she obediently agreed, "Okay!"
Fu Yanye's deep gaze still fixed on her without shifting, thinking she understood his intentions.
And then?
"If you talk nonsense again..."
"I won't talk nonsense anymore—I'll marry you and bear your children."
Zhuo Jian said, laughing, especially devout.
"..."
Fu Yanye frowned and half-squinted his phoenix eyes at her.
Zhuo Jian even felt that, at that moment, his breathing seemed to stop.
If his eyes weren't deep enough, she would have even wanted to pry open his eyes to delve into his heart and see what he was really thinking.
Was he frightened by her words?
