Xia Jinyuan held her tight, wrapping Ye Jian up securely in his overcoat. "I came prepared, how could I not agree?"
"But what if they don't agree?" Perhaps a bit drunk, Ye Jian still wanted to know; if they didn't agree, what would he do?
"Then I can only let it go and wait for next time," Xia Jinyuan replied with a low chuckle, his darling must be tipsy.
"And what if they still don't agree next time?" Ye Jian continued to ask, and Xia Jinyuan affirmed, she truly was a bit drunk.
"I haven't done well enough then. My future father-in-law isn't confident in handing his most treasured daughter over to me. I must work harder. There will come a day when Uncle will be moved by my sincerity."
His voice was so tender and mellow that it truly seemed to carry a drunkenness.
Ye Jian fluttered her somewhat tipsy eyes, listening to his gentle voice, feeling even more intoxicated, "Are you that persistent about me? You won't give up on me?"
