Zimei stiffened at his words, still trying to withdraw her hand, but Ye Cheng tightened his grip instead. He turned to look at the woman beside him, his gaze warm: "She will agree."
"Ye Cheng, stop making trouble." Zimei frowned and said.
"I'm serious."
As soon as Ye Cheng finished speaking, Lu Shanhu came downstairs and approached them: "I also agree to let him stay."
"Godfather, why are you making a fuss too?" Zimei complained.
Lu Shanhu remained indifferent and continued, looking at Ye Cheng: "In the past, you pursued him for so long, but he had a heart of stone. Now it's his turn to pursue you."
"I don't need anyone to pursue me," Zimei stubbornly said.
"Little Zi, I was supposed to take you to Country M next week, but something suddenly came up in Southeast Asia that I need to handle. I'll leave accompanying you to Mr. Ye, which makes me feel more at ease."
Zimei couldn't find a response, so she simply remained silent.
