Xiyan tilted her small face upwards, gazing at Ou Jue's firm jawline. "Hurry and promise me..."
"No," Ou Jue said heavily.
"You—"
"Because..." Ou Jue lowered his head, letting his forehead rest against Xiyan's. "There won't be a next time."
This time is enough.
Ou Jue simply couldn't handle the possibility of this fool running away again because of a quarrel.
The fear he'd felt... He never wanted to experience it again in his lifetime.
Upon hearing Ou Jue's words, Xiyan felt as if countless popcorn kernels were exploding inside her chest.
So sweet, so sweet.
-
Although Young Master Ou had directly dragged Xiyan back from the filming set,
The commercial still needed to be finished.
They really couldn't return to City B immediately.
On their drive back to the hotel, Xiyan used Ou Jue's phone to video call Mrs. Ou and Grandma Ou.
She also reported to Xia Zhiyun and early morning that she was safe.
Inside the hotel room.
