Ye Anqi had been holding back for several days, but now she couldn't suppress her laughter any longer.
She laughed heartily, her stomach even began to hurt from the laughter.
Ya Shitian looked at her indifferently, "What's so funny?"
Ye Anqi asked him while laughing, "Ya Shitian, do you love me?"
Ya Shitian raised his eyebrows, "Are you questioning my feelings for you? If I had no feelings for you, why would I marry you. Ye Anqi, I really do want to marry you."
Ye Anqi's smile faded away.
His hypocrisy made her feel nauseated.
"But I don't love you," she said indifferently, "I don't want to marry you, not in this lifetime."
Ya Shitian's face darkened instantly.
Ye Anqi stood up, her tone cold, "In any case, I am very clear about what I mean. If Mr. Ya wants to get married, then please find another woman."
Having said that, she turned and left.
She had only taken a few steps when her arm was suddenly seized, and her body was yanked back.