The man leisurely set down the teacup, pulled out a cigarette case, and lit a cigarette.
Slender fingers holding the cigarette, he let it burn between his fingers, "Haven't you always refused to acknowledge my identity?"
"Whether I acknowledge it or not, it doesn't change the fact that you are now the eldest son of the Qi family."
"You do see things clearly, but it's too late."
Chi Yue, puzzled, asked, "What do you mean?"
"This game was started by you, so you don't get to say when it ends. At least, I'm not tired of it yet."
As the words fell, the teapot in Chi Yue's hand was taken away, and the next second, a long arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his embrace.
"Want to be my lover? I'm giving you the chance now."
Chi Yue swatted away his presumptuous hand, "I'm not interested."
Fu Rongyin wrapped his arm around her waist again, "Aren't you trying to verify whether I'm the person you're looking for?"
"No need for that, a melon forcibly plucked is not sweet."
