"Do you think it would be difficult for me to make you my princess?" Ivan Xia was not afraid of threats at all, so he just wanted to tell An Xiaoruo not to speculate on his thoughts.
"Indeed, if you want to force me, then you will see not An Xiaoruo, but her body." An Xiaoruo had already expected that Ivan Xia would not agree easily, so...that's all he said.
"How dare you threaten me."
"I'm just making a deal with you, there's nothing you can do if you insist on thinking that way." An Xiaoruo replied slowly.
As long as he disagrees and as long as she has no weight in his heart, then he will definitely refuse. In her heart, An Xiaoruo really hopes that he will refuse.
As soon as An Xiaoruo's words came out, Ivan Xia fell silent.
Indeed, Ivan Xia did not want to force anyone, let alone An Xiaoruo. There were countless people who coveted the position of Princess Ivan. Only she and An Xiaoruo were the twelve nobles he hated most for others.
It would be too funny to use this position to threaten yourself. An Xiaoruo is indeed different.
Ivanxia suddenly stood up and walked out.
An Xiaoruo was anxious and quickly stopped: "You haven't answered my question yet."
Ivan Xia paused and said in a calm voice: "You win."
Then he left the restaurant without looking back.
An Xiaoruo didn't react for a moment. What did he say?
He said I won? Does that mean he promised to let the Twelve Nobles go?
An Xiaoruo took a sip of lemon juice, his mouth was full of sourness, and he couldn't help but grin.
An Xiaoruo looked at the departing figure in disbelief. He actually agreed. Could it be that she really has such weight in his heart.
How could it be? How could Ivanxia like herself?
But, he really agreed.
Such a fact made An Xiaoruo unable to help but defend himself.
Does that mean that she will be his princess?
Why does his chest feel tight? Did he really let go of the Twelve Nobles?
Why do I feel a little regretful again? But I feel a little happy at the same time. At least this way, the Twelve Nobles will never be hurt again. She helped them.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
She received a message.
Message content:
Xiaoruo, I hope you will keep your promise and give you one month to deal with the matter with the Twelve Nobles. Also, I don’t want you to have anything to do with them anymore. We will get engaged in England in one month.
Sender: Ivan Xia
An Xiaoruo put away her phone numbly.
It seems that he really agreed and gave me a month to deal with the involvement with the twelve nobles.