1813 This Is the Last Time

Shen Zhilie gazed at her and raised his brows slightly.

Ye Qianqian stared at him and asked, "Are you proposing to me?"

"Yup!" Shen Zhilie sounded very absolute, and his lips were tightly pursed as he spoke slowly with certainty, "This is the last time."

What he implied was that if Ye Qianqian disagreed, he would never speak of it again in the future. In other words, Shen Zhilie meant to put an end to things with her in this moment. It was either forever or never.

Ye Qianqian clung onto his neck and lifted her head up to kiss his lips before she said, "Then where's your ring?"

When Shen Zhilie heard this, he finally relaxed his originally tightly pursed lips. His expression seemed much better as he gazed at Ye Qianqian. His lips had curled up into a smile, and he reached out his hand to somewhere above her head.