One Look and You Can Tell That She's Not a Bitch

Qiao Sisi smiled and looked up.

"You still want to compete about this?"

It sounded strange.

She touched the top of his head. "You, you…"

He was indeed an innocent child.

He didn't even know how to make a girl happy.

But with his appearance, why would he need to say anything to curry favor with a girl?

With that kind of money and status, even if every word was sarcastic, there would still be many women pouncing on him for love, right?

"Then it's settled." Rong Jinghui didn't hear Qiao Sisi's answer and felt inexplicably uneasy. "From today onwards, you're mine."

Qiao Sisi smiled. "Aren't I your mistress?"

Perhaps the mockery on her face was too strong, but Rong Jinghui's ears turned red for some reason.

"Be good from now on and listen to me. It's official." He said seriously.

"Official mistress?" Qiao Sisi raised her brows.