C1037 Splitting Discomfort

"What do you want? "Yuu Le, tell me." Ye Zimo's low voice had charm to it.

"I want you to marry me." Yuu Le muttered.

"Sure." Ye Zimo agreed concisely.

Yuu Le was stunned for a moment before she went even crazier. "No, you lied to me. You can't possibly marry me."

"It seems like you don't know Ye Zimo well enough. As long as he agrees, he will never go back on his word