The woman did not know that she was this important to him and that he trusted her this much. Even if she passed him a cup of poison, he would still drink it without qualms, only because she had been the one to pass it onto him.
"Woman, you are mine in this lifetime. If I die, you won't be any well off."
Ji Ziming's icy words had hidden threats, pricking Pei Ge's heart deeply.
She widened her eyes at him. The strange taste was still lingering between her lips when he moved his mouth to her ear and spoke softly. "Woman, I love you."
His deep eyes bored into her moist ones as his fair and large hand caressed her cheeks. Seeing the confusion in her eyes, he asked, "Why? Are you so shocked that you have become speechless? Do you need me to repeat myself?"
"No need. I heard you."
