Jiayi walked to the front, closed the car door, and sat in the passenger seat.
For some reason, sitting face to face with him at that moment, thinking of the images from the hypnosis, she felt her heartbeat inexplicably quicken.
Whether she was willing to accept it or not, she had indeed faced his marriage proposal four years ago with a willing attitude—
She was somewhat annoyed.
Was she really that weak four years ago?
A man who picked her up, how long had they known each other? He just threw a party, proposed, and it almost made her happy enough to show on her face?
Moreover, the proposal was somewhat motivated by his desire to strike at his stepmother and half-brother to win over the old man's favor.
Did she have to be like a little eager puppy that wags its tail wildly with joy when its owner flicks a finger and throws a piece of meat?
But the truth proved that she really wasn't opposed at the time.
It's not surprising, though.