"Sister Lan, is this your villa? Do you live here alone?"
Zhang Bin, with an unsteady, intoxicated Liu Ruolan in his arms, arrived before a gorgeous, expansive three-story villa. He hesitated, not daring to step inside.
It wasn't because the villa was too luxurious, but because it seemed deserted. If he took her inside, he wasn't sure he could maintain his composure.
The beauty in his arms was simply too alluring, like a peony in full bloom, her entire being exuding a seductive charm.
His heart had been pounding like a drum the entire way here, wave after wave of desire surging within him.
He could now be certain that Liu Ruolan didn't have a boyfriend; Wen Shanshan's hint had already told him as much.
For a small-time farmer like him, marrying Liu Ruolan would be a meteoric rise.
