Everyone said Li Hengfeng was cold-blooded and merciless, and had no interest in women.
Li Yuyang believed them.
So she figured there wouldn’t be much harm in sleeping with him for one night and then running off.
Until
Li Hengfeng cornered her in a private room. In front of all her friends, he slowly undid his tie and wrapped it around her wrist, loop by loop.
“Pretending you don’t know me?”
“Fine.”
“Then let me reintroduce myself.”
He leaned down and spoke into her ear, enunciating every word:
“My name is Li Hengfeng, ”
“Your future husband.”
Li Yuyang tried to run countless times after that.
Every time, Li Hengfeng caught her and kissed the corner of her eye as he demanded:
“Run once, and I’ll add one more.”
“Li Yuyang, guess how many you owe me now?”
