"If you dare bring up yesterday's matter again, believe it or not, I'll fight you to the death!"
Leng Aofu's face showed a hint of murderous intent, her gaze dark and threatening as she looked at Ye Chen, ready to go down fighting.
"Fine, we won't talk about yesterday," Ye Chen said. "I called you here today because I actually have a matter to discuss with you!"
"What matter?" Leng Aofu asked.
"The matter of marriage," Ye Chen said.
"..."
"In a way, you are already my woman, and the treasures from yesterday are my betrothal gifts to you!" Ye Chen proclaimed.
"Shameless!" Leng Aofu hated Ye Chen to the core and wanted to kill him.
"If you don't agree with me, I'll expose you!" Ye Chen threatened.
"Expose me?" Leng Aofu laughed.
"Look." Ye Chen took out a cellphone, which displayed a photo.
"What is this!" Leng Aofu exclaimed in shock.
The photo featured two people, a man and a woman, sweet as a couple.
