The person I like is my "destined prince," and nothing could be more worth celebrating.
However, whenever she thought about her existing marriage arrangement, she felt deeply disheartened.
"What if I don't owe fifty billion nine months from now? Do I really have to marry that lecher, Zhao Ritian? No! I must work hard to pay off the fifty billion as soon as possible," An Qi resolved in her heart; once the fifty billion was paid, she would confess her feelings to Lin Yifan.
"Big lecher! Are you hurt?" An Qi asked with concern.
She intended to address him as Lin Yifan, but she was so used to calling him big lecher that she decided not to change it.
"I'm all Copper Skin Iron Bones, not easily hurt; but what about you, are you injured?" Lin Yifan inquired.
"Do you care about me?" An Qi asked meaningfully.
"Nonsense, you are my boss, I am your bodyguard. If I don't care about you, who would I care about?" Lin Yifan countered.
