When Li Xiaoran heard this, she smiled and shook her head. She continued to refuse, "Sir, I won't leave this place! This place is very good. Although it's not as prosperous as White Foothill City, this is my hometown, the place where I grew up. Don't people often say that it's difficult to leave your hometown? I think so too! So, thank you for your love!"
Seeing that Li Xiaoran still refused, the young master tilted his head and sized her up carefully.
"Then, are you engaged? If you aren't, you can consider me! My name is Zeng Youliang. I'm from White Foothill City. My family is well-off, and I'm a foodie. Don't worry, I'm a foodie, but I also know how to cook! If you marry me, I guarantee that we can do business together, sell tasty food, and live a peaceful and blissful life!"
As soon as he said this, Li Xiaoran widened her eyes and looked at the young master in front of her.
Could it be that this person was here to tease her?
