C312 Holding the Delivery Boy Hostage

Hsu Chiyang turned around, his expression calm. "Have you made up your mind?"

"Yes." Wen Ning's hand clenched tightly.

"Go ahead, what's your choice?"

Three days of tossing and turning, unable to eat or sleep, had left Wen Ning looking utterly worn out. She bit her lower lip gently, lowering her gaze, her eyes as soft as water, rippling with emotion.

"I choose..." Wen Ning began