At this point, Zhiyun lowered her eyelashes, took a deep breath, and then looked up at him: "Your Highness Louis, can I ask you to take me into the Teng Mansion? You can ask for any reward you want, I can even write an IOU, as long as you definitely take me in."
"What do you think I'm missing?" he asked her.
"You said, as long as I can do it."
"I want you, can you do it?"
“…”
During Zhiyun's brief period of speechlessness, her lips only moved slightly. She looked at him silently without saying a word.
"Can you do it?" he asked again.
Even the footsteps were slowly approaching her.
As he approached, Zhiyun retreated. He got closer and closer, and Zhiyun kept retreating until she reached the door railing. She suddenly leaned back, but when he reached out to hold her, Zhiyun pushed his hand away.
With a thud, Zhiyun fell to the ground in a mess.
He leaned over and reached out his hand to her again, but Zhiyun stopped him, "Don't come near me, don't come over."
She stopped Louis from approaching, got up from the ground, and kept a certain distance from him.
Louis sneered, with a coldness in his eyes that she could not see. "Look, you can't even do this. Why do you beg me to take you into Teng Mansion as a deal?"
"You just want me?" Zhiyun asked him word by word, "You want me as a person?"
"Yes, I want you." His voice was so firm.
Zhiyun smiled and said nonchalantly, "Okay, I'll give it to you. I'll give it all to you. I've already made the worst-case scenario plan. I'll give you whatever you want, including myself."
"Weave weave..."
"You forced me to do this." Zhiyun's eyes became sharp.
"Heh..." He chuckled softly, as if mocking himself. "I'm forcing you. Yes, I am forcing you. And like I said just now, I have no obligation to help you. If you want to repay me, you have to show some sincerity."
The words fell.
The next moment, Zhiyun stepped forward, grabbed his collar, and questioned him harshly: "Louis! I don't care what kind of grudges we had in the past, I don't care what I owe you or what you owe me, you don't deserve to have his face."
She gripped his collar with her hand, tightening it little by little, and questioned him harshly.
His hands slowly loosened again.
He was so calm, not even a frown on his face because of her anger and questioning.
When he looked at her, his eyes seemed to say: You are just a clown.
Zhiyun calmed down and smoothed his collar.
Because she clenched the uneven folds tightly, she patted his collar again: "Don't you just want to get me? Okay, I'll do as you wish."
"Rori." He started.
Suddenly, Zhiyun was stunned when she heard this unfamiliar name.
It seemed as if she hadn't expected him to call her by that name.
How could Louis not feel sad when he saw her hostility towards him? It was as if his heart was taken out and put on the gallows, being tortured over and over again.
Zhiyun looked away, "Even if I was Li Zhi, that was in the past. Now, I am Zhiyun."
"You are Riri. You are Riri Antoinette Usuda, the only queen of Smantu."
Louis' words made Zhiyun a little dazed.
She didn't know what he meant.
"Lizhi," Louis took her hand and slowly tightened it, "I want you, but I know you don't belong to me."
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