Yan Bing rolled her eyes and outright admitted. "Yes, I really like you, actually, I can't wait to pounce on you. Here's a multiple-choice question for you, one option is to marry me, and I will definitely break up with Fu Yu… If you can't marry me, then don't bother me, I'd rather just peacefully be your subordinate!"
"Bing…"
Yan Bing interrupted him again. "But if you are thinking about having a fling or something, you can forget about it, I won't do it!"
All his hopes were dashed. Su Yueze looked awful. "Even if you want to be my girlfriend, even if we're talking about getting married, doesn't it all require a process? You have to give me a chance and give yourself one too, right?"
Yan Bing cursed inwardly: Who's talking chances with a playboy like you? Stop dreaming!
Her eyes shifted. "Fine, then transfer thirty percent of the company's shares to my name, and I might consider trying with you. How does that sound?"