Even though Du Ruoyan was deeply dissatisfied, she understood that in Jiang Hai's eyes, the two of them were not on equal footing.
Her family was middle class, which was decent by ordinary standards, but far inferior compared to Jiang Hai.
Her beauty, which she prided herself on, was not an irreplaceable asset in his eyes.
Moreover, the senior's dominance over the junior left Du Ruoyan without any say.
She could only maintain a sweet smile, "Yes, thank you, Senior Jiang."
Jiang Hai flashed a confident smile, "Coming to my place tonight?"
The writing on the wall, Du Ruoyan couldn't play dumb any longer.
She knew Jiang Hai's patience had worn thin over time, and she couldn't string him along like she did with others before.
Everything he had invested required reciprocation.
Jiang Hai gripped Du Ruoyan's hand a little tighter.
"Hmm? What do you say?"
Du Ruoyan lifted her face, "But my family is very strict, there's a curfew."
