"They call you Madam, and you answered, doesn't that mean you agreed with me?"
Zhao Xiyan released her, his deep eyes sparkling with earnest hope, and Qi Yue was captivated in an instant.
"I....."
Qi Yue was truly a bit annoyed.
Normally, she thought herself quite articulate, but upon meeting Zhao Xiyan's gaze, she couldn't control the fluttering in her chest, and her thoughts turned sluggish.
"Yueyue, agree to my request, let's start over, come back to my side."
Zhao Xiyan grasped her hand, his stunning face slightly flushed with urgency and excitement, making him look even more like a bloom in spring.
Yet he also bore a noble and heroic demeanor; the combination of these two ultimate forms of beauty on the same face sent tremors through Qi Yue's heart.