Jiang Yi bent slightly forward, bringing his handsome face close to hers, gazing at her ardently, allowing her to see clearly the depth of affection in his eyes. Like a spider spinning its web, his love enveloped her, and without a struggle, she willingly surrendered, wishing to be trapped in his web of love, never to be separated, now and forever.
Xia Ying wasn't versed in flirtation, nor was she good at acting coy.
All she did was swiftly wrap her arms around Jiang Yi's waist, burying herself fiercely in his embrace, scolding him, "You extravagant man, I didn't ask for the Rose Garden, yet you made such a huge one for me, always wasting your money."
Jiang Yi laughed indulgently, "I am an extravagant man, so you'll have to manage the finances well. From now on, you're the one in charge of our home, you have the final say."
