"I can handle it. Don't worry!" Ye Shengge patted her chest.
However, Ji Shiting's face sank further.
Ye Shengge was confused for a moment, then she understood.
Ji Shiting was hoping she would ask him for help.
Indeed, he had been trying to get Ye Shengge to rely on and to fall in love with him. Best if she could never leave him. That way, he would always hold the initiative.
Thus, he naturally wanted her to ask him for help.
Ye Shengge thought for a bit and tugged his sleeve. "Shiting…"
The man looked at her and said nothing.
"Can I ask you for a favor?" She smiled.
Ji Shiting felt satisfied that he had finally achieved his goal, but he didn't show it on his face.
"What?" He said and fiddled with her hand.
"I… want to borrow someone from you."
"Who?" He looked solemn.
