"What if I die first?"

With her chin held by him, Shi Keke slightly tilted her head up. She neither pushed him away nor struggled, just looked at him with a casual smile on her lips.

The words "What if I die first" made Shi Mei’s gaze turn dark and sinister. His large hand exerted more pressure, and he spoke coldly, "Don’t you dare."

"It’s not a question of dare or not, because nobody can be sure if they might leave this world in the next minute. Sometimes fate is like that, it loves to play pranks on people, loves to strip everything from someone when they’re at their happiest, including life." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Shi Keke was very open-minded, because she always felt that, whether alive or dead, it was something everyone had to face sooner or later.

Having been a lawyer for so many years, she had experienced a lot and was accustomed to scenes of life and death, so often she would calm down to ponder life, and over time, she just became indifferent to it.

Life and death aren’t really that important. A person’s life, regardless of how long it is, or what the outcome is, isn’t important; the process is what matters.

Like now, she was enjoying the process, enjoying how this man was getting jealous because of something she said.

If she had used this tactic earlier, maybe she and he would have been together a long time ago, maybe she would have heard him say she was his woman much earlier.

"I don’t care, as long as I’m here, I won’t allow you to die, I won’t allow you to leave me." Shi Mei suddenly released her chin and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly, emphasizing in her ear, "You are mine, so your life can only be controlled by me."

"Brother, you’re too domineering." Shi Keke leaned against his shoulder, listening to his domineering love words, a sense of satisfaction she had never felt before appeared on her face.

"Loving you makes me domineering." Shi Mei held her tighter, lowering his voice to a whisper.

"What?" Shi Keke didn’t hear what he just said.

"Nothing." He said, pushing her away and returning to a cold expression.

Shi Keke didn’t say anything more either. She raised her hand to tidy up the slightly messy collar of his shirt and said, "Brother, actually, I’ve always liked men who wear ties."

Shi Mei coldly responded with a hum, speaking slowly, "I never wear ties."

"Then you’re not the man I like." Shi Keke withdrew her hand directly and then sat back down.

Shi Mei also sat back down. He first leisurely rolled up his shirt sleeves, then squinted at her with cold eyes, raising the corners of his lips with a half-smile, "Of course I’m not the man you like."

"Hmm, at least you have self-awareness." Shi Keke said, raising her teacup and taking a sip.

"I’m the man you love."

"Pfft—"

Upon hearing his words, Shi Keke spit out the tea she hadn’t yet swallowed. Naturally, the man sitting opposite her wasn’t spared.

Shi Keke was momentarily embarrassed, then quickly stood up and pulled out a few tissues from the nearby box to wipe Shi Mei’s face.

While wiping, she patiently consoled the man whose face turned extremely sullen, "Brother, think about it this way. We’ve already kissed, our tongues have touched, and we’ve swapped saliva. So there’s no need to dislike what came out of my mouth."

Shi Mei’s face turned even colder: "..."