He was clearly not interested in the ring at all but rather taking advantage of the situation.
âLu Beixiao! Iâm going to be angry! Iâm really going to be angry! I donât have time to argue with you... âYe Qiao said as she kept hitting him.
Since ancient times, a hero could never resist the temptations of beauty.
Lu Beixiao was the same. He was intoxicated by the girlâs warmth.
After having a thorough check of Ye Qiaoâs body, he found the ring and brought it out. He grabbed her left hand and tried to put it on.
âBe good and put it on. Donât take it off again. Wear it every day from now on. If those ignorant brats keep thinking about you, Iâll make sure that theyâll regret coming anywhere near you,â he said forcefully.
Ye Qiao retracted her hand and replied, âNo! Who said Iâm getting married?!â
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With that comment, Lu Beixiaoâs hair stood on end. His face was livid as he glared at her fiercely. Ye Qiao was instantly frightened by his expression.
âBrother Xiao, I didnât mean it that way but how can you put a ring on someoneâs hand without actually proposing?â she said.
In her previous life, he didnât propose to her. It didnât matter is she was willing to or not. All she knew was that she got the certificate, put on the ring and dragged him into the hall.
This girl just wanted him to propose this time.
Lu Beixiao stood up, wore a hat and walked to the dressing mirror in the bedroom. He tidied up his wrinkled clothes and put on his tie.
Ye Qiao had also tidied up her clothes and was still sitting on the sofa.
Lu Beixiao dressed himself neatly and his expression showed that he was serious about having Ye Qiao as his wife. He walked up to her, kneelt down on one knee and straightened his back.
As he was kneeling, he raised his head towards Ye Qiao. His dark eyes were looked at her with determination.
Ye Qiao looked at him and her heart was in a turmoil.
âMiss Ye Qiao, will you marry me and be my wife?â Lu Beixiao asked with all honesty. He brought out an exquisite and elegant dark purple velvet box. Inside the box was an elegant, beautiful diamond ring. It was a three-carat diamond that represented three lifetimes of marriage.
In her heart, she said without hesitation, âOf course!â but she decided to play around with him a bit more.
âThere are so many men in the world. Why must I marry you, Lu Beixiao?â
He continued to look at her sincerely and answered,âBecause only I, Lu Beixiao, can match you!â
Ye Qiaoâs heart bloomed with joy and fluttered uncontrollably.
âFlowery words,â she sneered.
âFrom the bottom of my heart, that is what I truly believe,â he said resolutely.
Seeing that she was still hesitating, he said, âMiss Ye Qiao, caould you find a man who is more wholesome than me. A man with a good figure, good stamina, good technique, handsome, cool and domineering?â
âShameless!â
âYou said it yourself. I still have the love letters!â
Ye Qiao was left speechless for a moment as she recalled the letter he meant.
âMiss Ye Qiao, he is such a top-notch husband. There may not be another chance after this. Hurry up and seal the deal!â a lady in the hall said to her.
âWho would dare snatch him from me?â Ye Qiao said domineeringly.
âWell, I couldnât snatch him away even if I want to! So, hurry up and give in!â
As the conversation went on, he had already grabbed her hand.
âActually, thereâs no doubt that I, Lu Beixiao, am the man youâre destined to be with. Youâre also destined to be the one for me,â Lu Beixiao said to her.
Just as Ye Qiao was moved by his words and enjoyed the moment, he had already begun to put the ring on.
âNo! Wait! I have not agreed to it yet!â
âIf you say no again, Iâll make you cry and say yes anyways. Donât you believe me?â he said lewdly with a sinister smile.
Ye Qiao rolled her eyes at him. Of course, she believed him.
âItâs just not romantic at all!â
âYour man is a tough man. He is not a romantic but he can make you feel pain to the point that youâd prefer death,â he said in a deep voice and wrapped his arms around her waist and brought her body closer. After he spoke, he kissed her passionately.
Only when Ye Qiao begged for mercy did he let go of her.
To him, he didnât need to be romantic. With his undying love, what more could he ask for?
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âMom, I want to play games with dad,â Lu Xiaogunâs voice rang in her mind.
âWhat games? Your mom has a lot of things to doâ Ye Qiao retorted.
âI want to,â Lu Xiaogun said willfully.
âYou little brat, if you donât listen now, what will you be like in the future?â Ye Qiao said as she could imagine the future Lu Xiaogun as a little devil.