My Scheming Little Devil

"I want you to be my woman!"

This was a statement, not a question asking for permission.

"Cough, cough, cough..." She was choked hard, eyes widening in disbelief, staring at him as if he were a monster.

Her ears must be malfunctioning, or perhaps she was hallucinating. Otherwise, how could she hear such a shocking statement? She must still be dreaming.

Yiyi closed her eyes and fell back onto the bed. This must be a dream, please don’t scare her, okay? She’s already been through such a big shock, her little heart can’t take another explosion, okay?

"You’re not dreaming." Ling Kong squinted his eyes, his gaze flickering, looking at her ostrich-like behavior with some annoyance, feeling quite irked.

This young master offered such a proposition himself, yet she didn’t believe it. And with a terrified expression at that. Was he really that terrifying?

Yiyi suddenly opened her large dark eyes, glaring at him, saying with absolute certainty, "Then you must have a fever."

Ling Kong held a breath in his chest, glaring at her harshly, lifting his chin coldly and regally, then lowered his head, propping his hands on either side of her, staring into her eyes with an intense focus. They were only a few feet apart, their breaths mingling.

"Listen to me clearly, word by word, or else, do you believe that I will throw you out!"

Their eyes were so close, they could only see each other, making it impossible to avoid the other’s gaze.

Yiyi felt like she couldn’t breathe smoothly, her heart beating rapidly, feeling his overpowering presence enveloping her entirely, trapping her in his world, leaving no escape.

"I want you to be my woman!"

Word by word, clear and powerful like the tolling of a bell, solemn and serious, hammering into the bridal chamber, making Yiyi involuntarily tremble.

Why such a solemn attitude? She was a bit confused. Was he not joking?

But this was really strange. They barely knew each other for a week, instant love at first sight seemed too slow, yet slow and steady seemed too fast. Could he really have fallen for her just like that? She’d rather believe his head got hit and lost his mind than believe he was speaking such explosive words of love.

Moreover, he used to be very suspicious of her, seeing her as nothing more than a cunning, thoroughly infuriating spy. Suddenly, she’s ’his woman’? This plot is too incredible.

Is the world changing too fast, or is she just unable to keep up with the trends?

"What’s your answer?" Ling Kong’s eyes bore into her relentlessly, not allowing her to fool around or change the subject.

Yiyi’s small face was aggrieved. She still hadn’t figured out what was going on, what he was thinking. How could there be an answer?

"Are you serious?"

"No kidding, what about me doesn’t look serious?" He replied with an annoyed tone.

Yiyi secretly mocked in her heart. Everything about this seemed completely unserious. Who asks someone to be their woman so soon after meeting?

"Then I..." Yiyi hesitated for a moment, cautiously looking at him, and tentatively asked, "I want..."

Before she could finish, she heard the domineering and autocratic tone of the man above.

"You can’t refuse."

"..." Yiyi was left completely speechless, glaring at him in exasperation. What the heck, if she can’t refuse, then what’s the point of asking her opinion? It’s clearly a decision already made unilaterally.

She’s never met such a domineering man.