Jiang Yilai, still shaken, held him tightly.

A warm feeling emanated from his body, and she found herself reluctant to let go.

"What, you're reluctant to let go?"

A soft sneer sounded from above.

Jiang Yilai's ears burned, and she quickly let go of his hand.

Fu Nanxiao, however, was somewhat displeased and chuckled lightly, "Anyone who didn't know better would think you came here to steal something."

"I was afraid of trampling on someone's rose path."

The petals are delicate; stepping on them will ruin them.

This rose-lined path looks beautiful, but you can only walk along it once.

Jiang Yilai guessed that today was probably the homeowner's day to propose to his girlfriend and he had invited friends to witness the proposal.

She certainly couldn't destroy the road first.

She was thoughtful, but Fu Nanxiao raised an eyebrow: "Others? Jiang Yilai, don't you know that this mountain belongs to me?"

Jiang Yilai's eyes widened in shock.

She stammered, "Then, then this manor..."

"It's mine too."

Jiang Yilai gained a new understanding of how wealthy the rich are.

"What if we crush the petals and someone comes?"

"No one else? It's just the two of us."

Fu Nanxiao glanced at her, his tone arrogant and domineering: "So Jiang Yilai, this road is prepared for you, feel free to step on it."

Jiang Yilai's expression was complicated.

She was somewhat taken aback by Fu Nanxiao's domineering aura, and remained silent.

This reminded her of that internet meme.

Look, this is the empire I conquered for you...

She almost laughed, but before she could react, Fu Nanxiao had already led her onto the petal path.

With the soft petals under her feet, Jiang Yilai's mood brightened.

I have to say, walking on a path strewn with candles and roses is truly dreamy and romantic.

They walked to the garden at the end.

A sea of ​​flowers greets the eye, swaying in the breeze under the glow of colorful lights. A delicate dining table sits amidst the flowers, with candlesticks and red wine on it.

As soon as we sat down, a group of maids suddenly appeared out of nowhere and laid out a dazzling array of dishes.

The maid left, and a young man in a tuxedo walked a short distance away with a violin.

The melodious sound of a piano began to play.

"..."

Jiang Yilai watched all of this unfold as if in a dream.

She seemed to have left her body, staring silently at the delicious food on the table.

She was flattered but also terrified.

What does this mean?

If Fu Nanxiao wants a divorce, he should just ask directly; there's no need for all this sweet talk.

And the weather is really cold!

Jiang Yilai thought she was going to a banquet, so she didn't bring a coat and was only wearing a dress.

She was shivering from the cold.

Jiang Yilai's face was stiff, and there was no trace of a smile on her face.

Fu Nanxiao frowned.

Is she dissatisfied?

Jin Zisong clearly said that this move would definitely make women fall for him and completely succumb to his charm.

“Jiang Yi…”

Achoo!

A gust of cold wind made Jiang Yilai sneeze.

She rubbed her nose and looked over blankly: "Huh?"

Fu Nanxiao frowned as he looked at her reddened nose.

He took off his coat, stood up, and draped it over her shoulders.

A wave of warmth washed over her, and Jiang Yilai stared at him in a daze.

"Tsk, how stupid, can't you even put on more clothes?" Fu Nanxiao said disdainfully.

"..."

The little bit of emotion that had just risen in Jiang Yilai's heart vanished completely!

Can't Fu Nanxiao speak properly?

She always makes sarcastic remarks to her; it's so annoying!