Chapter 125 Digging Your Own Grave?

Ye Zhenzhen looked at the handsome face of the man, a flicker of surprise passing through her limpid eyes.

Tie it for him? Is he okay?

In such a situation, even if she was highly reluctant inside, she couldn't refuse.

This was the gift she had chosen for the man, and if she were to refuse in front of the elders and children, she would come off as somewhat pretentious and coy.

Just tie it, what's the big deal?

"Okay," Ye Zhenzhen voiced in response.

After receiving a reply, Song Jinze slightly raised his eyebrows, hung the dark purple tie around his neck, strode over to the woman with a faint smile in his narrowed ink-black eyes, "Thank you."

The two were very close, the man's strong presence and the crisp, light fragrance on him invading her nostrils without warning.

Plus that deeply seductive 'thank you' made Ye Zhenzhen feel as if the placid waters of her heart had been disturbed by an unexpected surge...