Oath of Love

She was already so close. What else could she do? What right did he have to talk to her with that tone? Was it because she owed him money?

A bit of stubbornness rose up in An Ran’s heart. As if she didn’t hear anything, she didn’t budge.

She was still like that—stubborn personality under that weak appearance. Ye Chengwei’s lips curled into a cold and faint smile. His eyes sharpened and he raised his voice slightly. “You want me to beg you?”

An Ran gasped softly. She shivered from his coldness. The courage that she’d gathered with difficulty shattered under his second cold order.

Her feet took two steps involuntarily. Her dress was almost to his face.

“What do you want to say… Ah!”

Before she could finish, her words turned into a shriek. Ye Chengwei grabbed her ankle and, like five years ago, pulled her into the water.

She still didn’t know how to swim and struggled in the water. Ye Chengwei grasped her waist and held her in his arms.

Turning, he pushed her against the cold swimming pool wall. The scene from five years ago appeared again.

An Ran was still shocked and completely drenched. She’d just woken up and hadn’t washed her face yet. The makeup from last night had faded a little. Now that she was in the water, her eyeshadow and such were all messed up.

With big panda eyes, she stared at him in shock, panting heavily for breath.

Ye Chengwei’s smile was meaningful. He moved toward her face and with a slightly ambiguous tone, he murmured, “You still haven’t learned how to swim?”

“Yes. Let me up.” An Ran swallowed heavily.

Even after five years, his aura was still familiar. Her stomach had butterflies and she didn’t want to suffer from that fatal palpitation.

Perhaps no woman that he approached could escape from that temptation.

How could Ye Chengwei let her go? He hadn’t played enough with his new toy yet. Pressing against her body that was more curvy than five years ago, he smiled devilishly.

Playing with the damp hair sticking to her face, he said, “You’re still waiting for me to teach you? Mn.”

An Ran turned her face at that seductive voice. This man was a demon.

Ye Chengwei grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him. “Pretending we don’t know each other?”

“No,” An Ran uttered.

Seeing how helpless she looked at answering unwillingly, Ye Chengwei laughed. “Then, you should remember what you owe me, right?”

An Ran didn’t refute him. “Yes,” she said calmly.

“Then, when do you plan on repaying me?” Ye Chengwei lifted her chin and he lowered his head slowly.

Their lips were a hair’s breadth away.

“I’ll repay you after a few months.” An Ran shrunk back and her eyes looked aside.

Ye Chengwei arched an eyebrow. “I’m not talking about money.”

An Ran looked at him in shock. She didn’t remember what she owed other than money. When she left, she didn’t even take a button off of the clothes that he’d bought for her.

“Let me remind you.” Ye Chengwei smiled devilishly as his eyes fell on her snow-white neck. He pecked it softly and said three words. “Eighteen years old!”

An Ran’s expression changed. “I don’t owe you that,” she said hurriedly.

“Oh?” Ye Chengwei said slowly. “If you don’t, then why did Zhao Si send you here? I’m just enjoying the gift from last night that I didn’t touch. Don’t you want that 100,000-yuan tip?”

An Ran bit her lips in humiliation. Yes, she was a gift.

“How long do you have to work to make 100,000 yuan?” Ye Chengwei’s tone was slightly disdainful. “But I can give it to you at once.”