Zhuang Jie Ning appeared thoughtful as she looked at Li Sihe.
"Actually, there's something I've always wanted to ask you."
"I'm not in the mood to clear your doubts, sorry."
Truly polite and proper, keeping people at a thousand miles away.
Zhuang Jie Ning's smile faded, and she spoke seriously, "You should know that my father intends to arrange a marriage between you and me, right?"
"I know," Li Sihe responded indifferently. "But you're not the kind to follow family arrangements, otherwise you wouldn't have gone abroad back then."
"Yes, I don't follow family arrangements because I have my own life to pursue. But Shiheng, how do you know I wouldn't want to marry you? Just like I didn't know you would decisively refuse my question just now."
Having said that, Zhuang Jie Ning laughed softly. Seeing that Li Sihe finally turned to look at her, a satisfied expression appeared on her face.
