"Don't be so modest. Today, anyone standing inside or outside this council hall is a master—are you aware of where the lounge is?" Shen Ye said.
"My name is Leiming, and I actually have a personal matter to discuss with you," Leiming said.
"Alright, go ahead," Shen Ye said helplessly, deciding to look for the room number on his key card himself.
"I like Song Yinchen. She should become my wife," Leiming stated slowly while observing his expression.
"I won't bug you about it," Shen Ye said lazily.
Leiming's brow twitched as he said in a deep voice:
"But she likes you."
"Love is freedom—I can't control others, I can't even control myself," Shen Ye replied.
"What about a duel? The loser withdraws from the competition, how's that?" Leiming suggested.
Shen Ye chuckled, his gaze deepening.
"Your name is Leiming, right? How long have you liked Song Yinchen?" he asked.
