Chapter Ninety-Four: She Is My Woman

“Director Ke, I have already read the script, but for today, let us not discuss cooperation.”

A few days earlier, Ke Sen had arranged to meet Yan Yichen, intending to invite him to play the male lead in his new film.

Ke Sen’s smile stiffened slightly, a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes.

“Then what would Mr. Yan like to talk about?”

Yan Yichen leaned forward, his dark eyes fixed sharply on Ke Sen.

“Let us talk about Meng Yier.”

“Xiao Yi?”

Ke Sen was mildly taken aback. This was the first time he had seen Yan Yichen look at him with such seriousness.

He knew Meng Yier.

And their relationship was anything but ordinary.

Confirming this in his mind, Ke Sen’s refined and courteous face once again wore a faint, composed smile.

“She is my woman, so I kindly ask Director Ke not to set his sights on her again.”

Yan Yichen nodded, his cool voice turning even colder.

At the memory of what Ke Sen had just tried to do to Meng Yier, Yan Yichen’s fury surged anew. His dark eyes turned scarlet as he stared intently at Ke Sen.

Ke Sen froze for a moment, then burst into laughter.

“Your woman? Mr. Yan, are you joking with me?”

“Director Ke, do I look like someone who would joke with you?”

The smile on Ke Sen’s face gradually stiffened, and a slight crease appeared between his brows. His deep, mellow voice carried a hint of urgency.

“That’s impossible. I looked into it—she doesn’t have a boyfriend.”

She knew he was waiting for her answer.

Would she marry him?

That was truly a difficult question.

Meng Yier felt a sharp pulse at her temples. After hesitating for a moment, she said, “But what if, after we marry, we find that we are not suited to each other?”

“There is no such thing as being unsuited. I will not allow that possibility to exist. Even if there truly is such a problem, I will not force you to change. I will change for you, until we are right for each other.”

Meng Yier was startled. She blinked softly, and when she saw that his eyes held nothing but sincerity and blazing intensity, she fell silent for a moment before speaking again in a low voice.

“What if, after trying, we still cannot build a deep feeling for each other?”

The man smiled. “No matter what kind of feelings you have for me now, I will make you fall in love with me. And I will love you deeply, with all my heart, until you become the happiest woman in the world.”

Meng Yier was astonished again. She had never imagined that such a refined and gentlemanly man would say such arrogant, unrestrained, and domineering things.

Meng Yier stood up, turning her back to him. “But I do not know. I never thought I would marry so soon, and to a man I have only met twice. I... this is just too sudden...”

“I know it is difficult for you to accept at once. I will give you time. Think it over slowly. I will keep waiting for your answer.”

She knew he was waiting for her answer.

Would she marry him?

That was truly a difficult question.

Meng Yier felt the ache at her temples intensify. After hesitating for a while, she said, “But what if, after we marry, we discover we are not suited for each other?”

“There is no such thing as being unsuited. I will not allow it to exist. And even if there truly is, I will not force you to change. I will change for you until we are right for each other.”

Meng Yier was again struck with surprise. She blinked lightly, and when she saw that his gaze was full of sincerity and ardor, she paused before speaking once more in a soft, distant tone.

“What if, after trying, we still cannot develop deep feelings for each other?”

The man smiled. “No matter what your feelings for me are right now, I will make you fall in love with me. And I will love you very, very much, so that you become the happiest woman in the world.”

Meng Yier