"Don't forget you've accepted my marriage proposal. Do you want to be a widow? If you dare to find a young hunk, I'll drag you to hell with me as a ghost."
Qiao Si's face suddenly darkened, gripping Ye Xiao's hand tightly as he whispered threateningly in her ear.
Ye Xiao could tell he wasn't joking about it; he was serious. She had just casually mentioned it, and he took it seriously.
"Hmph, to hell then! Anyway, I've never been there. Maybe hell is even better than heaven."
Ye Xiao continued to provoke recklessly, thinking he's already mad, so why not make him even madder? Mad or not, he needs to be coaxed. If he gets even madder, he'll still need coaxing, so she might as well make him mad first before soothing him.
"If there's you in hell, then for me, it would be heaven."
Qiao Si, uncharacteristically, did not get angry. His initially dark eyes softened.
