Chapitre 23: Thanks for Your Service

"Eh?" Zhan Beiye let out, finally turning around to acknowledge Meng Fuyao, albeit mindlessly.

"He's bluffing?" Ya Lanzhu questioned while fixing her bright eyes on Meng Fuyao.

Meng Fuyao snapped her fingers before returning her vicious glare. "No."

Her reply made Zhan Beiye look at her with full attention.

"Ah?" Ya Lanzhu opened her mouth wide.

"It seems that he's classified me as his number 1." Meng Fuyao sighed. "But it's only his wishful thinking. I already have someone in mind so why would I go for this rough man over here?"

Zhan Beiye's face was as black as a charred pot, but in contrast, Ya Lanzhu appeared beyond pleased.

"Some things just can't be forced." Meng Fuyao clapped. "Although you look passable, Sir, your temper is not to my liking. Girls should be treasured and respected. How am I to find a husband, now that you've so blatantly professed your love for me?"