"I didn't mention a third option."
"I don't care if you mentioned it or not, I set the rules, any objections?" Ruan Xixia raised her delicate brows, "Better not have any, if you do, I'll reject them!"
Ji Yemo wisely chose to remain silent; having been raised in the indulgent environment of the Ji Family, he had learned the most practical lesson: don't reason with women.
With a gesture of attentiveness, Ruan Xixia felt embarrassed to truly ask him to do anything excessive. Clearing her throat, "The third option, drink with me."
"That's it?"
"What else did you expect?"
Ji Yemo, rarely at a loss for words, started the car in silence.
Ruan Xixia sat in the passenger seat, sneaking glances at him through her side vision.
It couldn't be denied that Ji Yemo was an exceptionally handsome man, with deep-set features and elegant lines. Over the years, his decisive and ruthless manner added a powerful aura and a full measure of masculine charm to him.
