Yi had finished speaking and continued to pose triumphantly, flaunting Yan Yan's hand.
Seeing Yan Yan ready to speak, Yi grabbed her other hand too:
"Don't tell me you only have one hand. Look, both your hands are now firmly in my grasp."
"Do you really have to be like this? You have to leave some room for others to talk. I haven't even spoken, and you guessed my next line. What's the point of that?" Yan Yan was slightly frustrated.
Whenever Yi prepared his arguments like he was in a debate, Yan Yan never could gain the upper hand.
"For other things, I may not guess, but for a matter of principle like this, I definitely won't budge an inch," Yi said, appeasingly looking at Yan Yan.
Yi didn't want to see Yan Yan looking frustrated, but if it meant she would become his girlfriend, he wouldn't compromise even a little bit.
"Alright, you're handsome, whatever you say is right," Yan Yan decided to concede.
