Yan Xiaye knitted her brows, feeling that the man's arrival boded ill. She thus directly retorted, "What do I need to know?"
"So much, to start with..." A vaguely present smile played at his lips as Qin Changge eyed Yan Xiaye and took a step forward. His abrupt move caused Yan Xiaye to step back unconsciously and tumble onto the couch, sitting down.
From this angle, the man had a perfect proportion of stature and long legs. Even though his looks were not as striking as Li Yuntang's, he certainly could be considered handsome and clean-cut – a ruggedness and fierceness distinct from the creamy pretty boys of today.
Watching Yan Xiaye plop onto the couch, Qin Changge leisurely bent forward, as if to savor every bit of her reaction comprehensively, while he nonchalantly informed her, "I am going to be your fiancé, unlike the pretend play of a home you had with Qin Yan. I want you to be my woman."
