Flash Marriage Game: Rich First Lady

Her face turned red, she bit her lip and said, "To fulfill the obligations of husband and wife, both parties must be willing."

"Also, I won't live with you. That's all I can think of at the moment. Do you...do you agree?"

In fact, she also felt that these conditions were a bit excessive.

Such a request is not even considered a nominal couple, but more like a hidden marriage.

Ye Fan frowned as expected, but was not angry.

He was silent for a moment and wrote lightly, "First point, I can promise you. Second point, I can also promise you that I can keep it secret from outsiders, but it's just outsiders. Third point, if you don't want to, why should I rape you?"

you?"

"the last point."

He still said calmly, "You don't have to live together, but for a limited time, on February 46, you move to live with me, or I come over to be with you. It's your choice. This is my biggest concession."

"But.."

"If you continue to bargain, the last item will be invalid." His tone was firm, and he could no longer refuse her in the slightest.

Tong Caiwei also thought about it seriously. It seemed that compared with her request, his request was already a big concession.

Come on, it's good to be able to get so much, so she won't push her too far, lest she anger him and have the opposite effect.

"Okay, then it's up to you."

She said this word "good" very reluctantly.

It seemed as if she had suffered a lot of injustice.

"Then...can I take these two things?"

Ye Fan couldn't help laughing, she was acting like this, as if she was afraid that he would regret it.

As soon as he nodded, a petite figure rushed over quickly and took away the keys and documents in front of him.

"Let's go."

Her little hand was held by him again, and Tong Caiwei asked blankly, "Where are you going?"

"Telling evidence."

This kind of thing must be done early, so that the little girl will not have an idea all of a sudden, and he will not have to have long nights and dreams. Strike while the iron is hot.

"Is it a little too fast?"

She also thought about delaying the time to see if she could think of any way to change his mind.

Who knew that Master Ye Fan had already considered this little calculation in her mind and would never give her any chance to escape!

"Not happy."

The two of them had already walked out of the wooden house.

"Mr. Ye, wait, please slow down..."

"Mr. Night?"

He frowned and said, "You can call me that in front of outsiders from now on, but you have to change your words in private."

She answered stupidly, "What's that called?"

Ye Fan raised the corner of his lips, charmingly, and rubbed someone's little head. He was quite satisfied with her question. He thought for a moment and said seriously, "My name is Fan."

"Brahma?"

Her little face turned red. Is this title too intimate?

"Otherwise, you can call me husband."

"Cough cough cough."

Her face turned even redder, her eyes averted, she bit her lips gently, and asked softly, "Can you please change your words? I'm not used to it at all."

"Sing it a few times and you'll get used to it."

"But, it feels very numb."

And it's strange, in her eyes, he has always been that aloof, king-like figure.

She liked him, was afraid, and admired him.

He always gave her the feeling of being out of reach, as if he was a god in the sky and she was just a small and humble mortal.