Zhang Xiaowei held Tian Xiaomai tight, showing no signs of letting go.
He gently comforted her with a smile, "Xiaomai, starting from last night, you've been my woman. From now on, you only have to listen to me, don't think about ordering me around or asking me to pretend you don't exist."
As he spoke, Zhang Xiaowei straightened up and seriously cupped Tian Xiaomai's face in his hands.
Tian Xiaomai stared at him blankly, her eyes filled with incredible complexity.
"Did you hear me?"
Seeing her unresponsive, Zhang Xiaowei asked in a deep voice.
"Hear what?"
Tian Xiaomai dared not meet Zhang Xiaowei's eyes, continually dodging his gaze.
Zhang Xiaowei immediately forced her to look at him and said sternly, "You are my woman, repeat it."
Facing Zhang Xiaowei's domineering command, Tian Xiaomai began to tremble lightly.
She avoided his gaze, unable to utter a word.
But under the intensity of Zhang Xiaowei's dominant stare, she finally spoke slowly.
"I am your woman."