"You're flattering me." His voice was full of temptation, "So, do you want to marry me?"
"I want to marry your money..." Mu Yiliang sincerely expressed.
"It's okay, after marrying me, my money will be yours too." He continued to tempt.
Mu Yiliang raised an eyebrow, "Young Master Yan, are you proposing?"
Why does this man always casually blurts things out again and again? What about sincerity!
Yan Sijue frowned, "Actually, we're remarrying, our son is already six years old, there's no need for surprises..."
Mu Yiliang widened her eyes, "You expect me to agree just because you said it casually? And you still have the nerve to say we're remarrying! Think about what it was like when we first got married!"
She was furious! Mu Yiliang turned her head and shouted to her son, "Xiaoze! Stop fooling around! We're leaving!"
"Where to?" Xiaoze, who just strolled around the villa, asked puzzled.
"Back to my parents' house!"
