"I'm thankful... Thankful my foot!" Ji Weitian finally stood up from the ground, hands propped on his desk, eyes wide as she glared at him.
"Are you out of your mind, actually saying in front of Su Sumei that you'd marry me within three days? Bro, do you think we're playing house like three-year-olds, where can you get a wedding ready in three days... No, that's not what I mean. Who's going to marry you within three days?!"
Qin Nanyu narrowed his dark pupils, seemingly not surprised at all by her rejection, and wiped the saliva off his face, frowning, "When girls talk, can they do it without the spitting?"
"I won't spit, would you prefer I perform spitting up blood?" Ji Weitian said indignantly.
Qin Nanyu: "..."
Qin Nanyu: "If I don't put it that way, should I tell Su Sumei you have nothing to do with me, that I was merely interfering in the Ji Family's affairs without reason, and let the Ji Family continue to arrange blind dates for you?"
