Chapter 59: Situation 1
The words "I want to marry you" still echoed in the air like a thunderclap, their weight crashing down on his stunned mind. For a moment, the luxurious surroundings, the silken bed, the carved jade walls, the faint scent of incense drifting through the air—all of it faded into the background.
His mind was blank.
No—it wasn’t blank. It was boiling.
What the hell is wrong with this girl?
The rage swelled up in him like a tide, pounding against the walls of his restraint. Fuck her! Who the hell does she think she is, saying something like that with a smile, like she’s talking about buying a dress?!
His fingers twitched, his jaw clenched.
But he didn’t let it show.
He took a deep breath.
He suppressed it.
No matter how strong the urge to snap back at her, he couldn’t afford to. Not now. Especially not now.
Because Meng Hao was no fool. Even if his pride was bruised, even if his heart burned with confusion and fury, he understood one truth very clearly:
His life hung by a thread. And that thread was wrapped around this girl’s fingers.