"Chen Zhi, I will make you marry me, you will definitely marry me."
His words were a domineering declaration, a command that left no room for her refusal.
Chen Zhi closed her eyes in pain, not understanding how things had come to this, not understanding why he suddenly proposed to marry her.
How could there possibly be a marriage between them? It was simply impossible.
Chen Zhi didn't want to argue with him at this moment, "Can you please get up, I'm really tired, I need to sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow."
Every time he had something important to tell her, she always changed the subject or completely ignored it.
Si Ye felt very frustrated, why didn't this woman take his words seriously at all!
Her nature was too indifferent, not passionate at all, every time it made him feel like he was punching cotton, giving him a sense of frustration.
In Si Ye's heart, there was annoyance, but even more so, a helplessness towards her.