Marry Me

"Zi Jin Jie, have you finally... come around?" Qin Ze gazed at her.

She stood beneath the light in her pajamas. Fresh from the bath, she carried an air of clean, ethereal beauty. Her eyes were clear and bright, with a trace of shyness hidden within them, yet she bravely met Qin Ze's gaze.

Oh my God, the fussy Zi Jin Jie had actually come around. Was he dreaming?

Happiness had come too fast, like a tornado, leaving Qin Ze's thoughts in utter turmoil.

"Isn't this... perfectly normal?" Wang Zijing encouraged herself and feigned calmness. "We've been dating for over half a year. Our relationship should have progressed further long ago."

So you knew it should have progressed further long ago.

Qin Ze's feelings were complicated. First came excitement, like an adolescent boy ruled by hormones who, after shamelessly begging and pleading, had finally gotten his little girlfriend to agree to meet Duke Zhou with him.

His excited mushroom erupted in fury as the Dragon Raises Head, and he practically wanted to howl at the sky.

Then, he hesitated.

"How are you planning to deal with Wang Zijing?"

That day, out of curiosity and a desire for gossip, Pei Nanman had asked him that question.

Some things had to be faced eventually, but that did not necessarily mean making a choice.

Qin Ze could choose to be a gentleman and, when his relationship with Wang Zijing had reached the point of discussing marriage, confess his relationship with Su Yu.

Look, I love you, so I'm leaving you room and giving you the chance to choose. Are you willing to accept a man as scummy as me?

Then he would shake his mighty body, his Overbearing Aura surging as magnificently as Great Aunt.

Zi Jin Jie would sob and say, "I