33 Give Me a Reason to Marry You

Her outburst brought a gleam to Si Zhengting's eyes. He looked at Zhuang Nainai and a faint glimmer of hope sprouted deep in his heart. "What is it then?"

Why?

Was it purely for the 500 thousand yuan? Even when she knew that he hated her, what had kept her trying nonetheless?

Zhuang Nainai had never really reflected on these questions before.

If her fiance were not Si Zhengting, would she have tried so hard?

The answer was obvious. She would not.

She held her hands tightly in a fist and focused on him, deliberating if she should say the embarrassing things on her mind.

Si Zhengting's hope fizzled out with her silence.

What was he expecting?

His gaze returned to its usual state of cool nonchalance.

Watching the headstrong figure of the girl, Si Zhengting demanded, "Give me a reason to marry you."

A reason?

Zhuang Nainai did not comprehend what he was trying to ask.

However, since he asked, did that mean she still stood a chance?

Her eyes brightened and she quickly replied, "I am your fiancée, it only makes sense that we get married!"

Si Zhengting's gaze grew cold. It was apparent that the reason was unsatisfactory.

Zhuang Nainai wondered and tried again, "I can cook, I can do the chores, and even warm… the bed…"

"That's the job of a nanny, not a wife."

Zhuang Nainai was speechless. The duties of a nanny comprises warming the bed?

The things wealthy people do!

Zhuang Nainai felt a wave of displeasure at the thought of him hugging a nanny to sleep every night.

She struggled to find other reasons. "Well… we have, after all, been together before. I know your likes and dislikes, it will be easier for me to take better care of you."

Exasperation was written all over Si Zhengting's face. "Any woman can learn of my likes and dislikes given a couple of days. So Zhuang Nainai, why do I have to marry you?"

It sounded a lot like prideful boasting, but on recalling how all the eligible ladies in the city drooled after Si Zhengting, she understood that every word he spoke was merely fact.

Zhuang Nainai let out a sigh. As a professional designer, she'd always had a way with words, but at that moment, she could not find a suitable comeback.

Why did he always have to put on an arrogant cold front all the time, like five years ago?

Si Zhengting's expression grew colder. He took a glance at Zhuang Nainai's reluctant look and reproached himself. What was he trying to achieve? What reason was he looking for?

He abruptly turned and walked towards the car.

Zhuang Nainai watched him leave and panicked. He wanted the reason so badly. Out with it!

She shut her eyes and shouted aloud, "Si Zhengting! Fine, I will give you the reason! It's because I still like you, I love you, and that's why I want to marry you! Is that enough for a reason?"

Si Zhengting halted his steps and slowly turned to face her. His spirits did not lift as he expected – the answer did not sound like it came from her heart.

He fixed Zhuang Nainai in a cold stare. Then, coolly and yet in a heart-wrenching way, he said, "Didn't you say that you don't like me anymore five years ago?"

Five years ago?

Zhuang Nainai twisted her fingers and released them. She then replied in a purposefully light and casual tone.