Sir, How About A Marriage?

yours.
Other women are just tools.
Zhuang Ning, I’m serious.”

Zhuang Ning looked at him meaningfully before she asked with a smile, “Do you already have a girlfriend whom you’re ready to marry?”

“No!” Ye Cheng denied immediately, feeling a little nervous.

Zhuang Ning looked at him silently for a moment before she said with a faint smile on her face, “Young Master Ye, I’m not surprised if you’ve already found a suitable marriage partner.
However, please don’t drag me down with you.
I have no interest in being a mistress so please let me go.
Thank you.”

Ye Cheng could only smile bitterly.

Zhuang Ning switched the topic easily and asked, “Were you dreaming earlier? I heard you calling out ‘Ye Xin’.
Did you dream about your sister?”

“Did I talk in my sleep?” Ye Cheng looked a little confused.

Zhuang Ning nodded.
“I think you promised her to teach someone a lesson.
You spoiled her a lot.
Were you willing to help her teach those she didn’t like a lesson?”

Ye Cheng wiped his face before he leaned against the couch and said, “Yes, I spoiled her a lot.
Whether she was right or wrong, no matter what she did, I always stood by her side.
I’d support and back her up.
I’d done terrible things for her.”

Zhuang Ning, who was listening quietly, asked, “Such as?”

Ye Cheng stopped talking as Zhuang Ning looked at him with a burning gaze.

Ye Cheng finally gritted his teeth and said, “For example, she told me to teach her manager a lesson because her manager refused to listen to her.
I helped her deal with it.
It was not a difficult matter anyway.”

Zhuang Ning’s face was already deathly pale at this time, but Ye Cheng, who was immersed in his memories, did not seem to notice it.
She said in a somewhat frosty voice, “What happened to that manager?”

Ye Cheng shook his head.
“She disappeared from the world…”

“So she’s dead?” Zhuang Ning asked.

Ye Cheng did not reply.
After a long time, he finally said, “Maybe.
After all, she had been disfigured.
It’d be quite difficult for her to survive.”