Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
At the engagement party, the Yin family officially announced the engagement of Yin Shaojie and Mu Xiaoxiao.
In order to have them cultivate feelings, they suspended the wedding temporarily. Anyway, both of them had not reached the legal age for marriage.
When Yin Shaojie let out a sigh of relief, Mama Yin grinned and said, “When Xiaoxiao is 18, you will be able to marry her overseas.”
Yin Shaojie rolled his eyes speechlessly.
Mu Xiaoxiao pulled him aside. “Do you really not want to marry me that much?” she said unhappily.
Yin Shaojie smiled sinisterly. Wrapping his arm around her shoulder, he pulled her close, his warm breath tickling her earlobe.
“Mu Xiaoxiao, could it be that you’ve been having a secret crush on me? Is that why you want to marry me so badly?” he breathed.
Mu Xiaoxiao’s heart had actually sped up from their closeness, but hearing these words, she shot him a glare. Pushing his head aside, she said, “Only ghosts would have a secret crush on you! I’ve also been forced into this, okay?”
“That’s great then. We can rebel against this together. Your dad loves you so much; surely he won’t force you to marry someone you don’t like?” Yin Shaojie frowned at the last sentence.
Does this girl really harbor no feelings for him?
Yin Shaojie wasn’t narcissistic, but because he was surrounded by a harem of girls who adored him, he had the potential to be narcissistic.
He couldn’t believe that this wretch of a girl had no feelings for him at all.
Mu Xiaoxiao, aware that there was some idea brewing in his mind, chuckled and said, “My apologies, I can’t play along with you. No matter what happens, our engagement is now a reality. You should just give up and accept your fate.”
“Have you given up?” Yin Shaojie was suspicious. He narrowed his eyes and studied her, feeling that she was concealing something from him.
Mu Xiaoxiao spread her arms out and shrugged. “I’ve already accepted my fate. What are you worrying about? We have to wait till I’m 18 to get married anyway, and that date’s still far away!”
Anything could happen in this period.
Yin Shaojie took her in his arms casually. “I’m not worried at all. If we get married, so be it; I’ll just have a wife, and nothing bad will come out of it,” he said.
As he said this, his handsome face moved close, as though he wanted to kiss her.
Mu Xiaoxiao shrunk from his approach and avoided his lips. Blushing slightly, she cautioned, “Oi! Don’t fool around!”
“Hehe,” Yin Shaojie laughed evilly. “You call this fooling around? Mu Xiaoxiao, you’re underestimating men. I don’t think you even understand them at all. You will be shocked when you see how men really fool around then. Try me.”
With that said, he slapped the wall behind her with his palm and closed in on her. Both their faces were extremely close, and their lips would have touched if he had moved any closer…
“Try you?” Up till then, Mu Xiaoxiao had been a little flustered, but gathering her wits, she struck back. Focusing her gaze on him, she aimed a swift knee at his crotch.
Yin Shaojie dodged that attack dexterously. Catching her leg, he hoisted it up and wrapped it around his waist.
Tutting, he said, “I didn’t think that you would take so much initiative, my dear wife. Since you’re so keen on me, then I won’t hold back too…”
His long and elegant fingers brushed across her cheeks. Lifting her chin, he prepared to kiss her.
“Yin Shaojie!” Mu Xiaoxiao could only shout this as she reddened to the tips of her ears.
Yin Shaojie chuckled, pleased with himself, and said, “Say ‘You’re so strong, milord,’ and I’ll release you.”
“No! You’re so d*mned gross!” Mu Xiaoxiao pouted stubbornly.