"Not funny at all!"
Xue Yating complained angrily.
Just because she had rejected his "unreasonable request" just now, An Jichuan was in a very good mood. Indeed, he had not misjudged her. Her loyalty to love was admirable.
He had used her most beloved violin to tempt her, but she was not moved. It was clear that she was a very good woman.
An Jichuan took her arm and said, "Don't be angry. I came all the way here. Is this how you treat me? I'm so sad!"
"You asked for it!"
Xue Yating was furious when she thought of how pretentious he was.
Not wanting to get too close to him, Xue Yating opened his hand and looked at him. She said coldly, "I'll give you one minute. You better put on your clothes, or else I'm leaving!"
"Okay, wait for me!"
He pulled her back into the suite and let her sit on the sofa. He then turned around and found a bathrobe to put on.
He sat down beside her and asked, "Do you like this violin?"