Bai Jingjing's pretty face turned red as she glared and said, "In your dreams!"
Fang Yi, thick-skinned as ever, responded with a mischievous smile, "We already have the reality of a married couple. You help me, and I help you."
Bai Jingjing picked up a chopstick.
Fang Yi quickly admitted his mistake, "You're the boss. I was wrong; I was wrong."
A bottle of Baijiu was quickly empty. Although this sorghum liquor was much stronger than usual, Bai Jingjing was not the kind of woman who got drunk easily. As the Alliance Hierarch of the White Tiger Alliance, naturally, her alcohol tolerance was high.
"Jingjing," Fang Yi said softly.
Bai Jingjing was taken aback upon hearing Fang Yi call her in such a manner.
"…Then tell me, do you like me?"
"Like you to death."
"If I asked you to marry me, would you be willing?"
Gah!
Fang Yi was stunned, "Marry you?"
Bai Jingjing's eyebrows furrowed, "You're not willing?"
