On the tenth day of my cold war with the girl next door, she announced her engagement to the media.
Afraid I’d cause a scene, she even sent ten burly men to keep an eye on me.
But, for once, I didn’t kick up a fuss. I behaved myself.
After the press conference,
Fu Yuqi called: “Have you put away all the knives? Did he make a scene? Keep an eye on him. I’ll be back tonight.”
The butler glanced at me nervously before replying, “Miss, the young master is fine. He’s very quiet.”
“He said… he said…”
Fu Yuqi’s voice turned stern. “What did he say?”
“He said you look quite old on TV, and the two of you really aren’t a good match. He understands your good intentions now and has decided to be your obedient little brother…”
Beep, beep.
The call was abruptly cut off.
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