Let's Get Married

Jasmine immediately stiffens because she notices that there is actually a man behind her...

The moment she realizes that, she curls herself up near the car door and turns around nervously to look at the sound source. However, she's frozen when she sees the man.

This man...

Seeing the uncertainty in her eyes, Pehry raises his sharp eyebrows slightly. Compared to her nervousness, he is especially relaxed. "Remember me?"

It's not that Jasmine has a good memory, but it is too hard for her to forget that he blew on her face that day.

"You, it's you?"

She whispers, in a shaky voice with fear. Unfortunately, Pehry doesn't have the mood to show mercy. He shakes his head and snorts, "It's me."

"You… Why did you kidnap me?" Jasmine stares at him and asked him warily.

Pehry only sneers at her question. His peach-shaped eyes are like icy lakes in the cold winter, with ice flying out with no warmth.

"Why am I looking for you? Don't you know?" Pehry asks in a menacing voice.

Jasmine is even more puzzled, her face turning pale with fear. "I don't know. You... How do you know my name?"

"Not only do I know your name, I also know where you live and you study at an art college. And... "Pehry purposely pauses for a moment. His thin lips curl up without smiling. He slowly glances over her and says, "I also know about your bust, waist, and hip measurements."

"..."

has never been in love before,

big eyes widen but with no deterrence, and her ears turn red. "You

frightened face is as sharp as a knife. Her face looks so young that one cannot tell she is twenty years old. Not to mention the flaws, there are not even pores. When the light falls on it, one can even

harmless girl who reports him to

coincidence? Or is it

at the silent man sitting beside her. He is wearing a dark red suit, which

man, he seems to be coquettish, romantic and dissolute. And all those good or bad words can be used

clearly feels that

if thousands of tons of things are

where they are going. She sits quietly and slowly puts

just touch it when she hears the

suffocated as if her acupuncture point

the police is useful, you can do it. However, I don't know whether I will be even angrier or not after

"..."

tone is normal. However, Jasmine still trembles with

doesn't seem to care about her calling the police at all. What kind of background does he have? He isn't even afraid of the police. Could it

the phone is wet with sweat. She really dares not to act

space. The driver pulls the door open for Pehry. Jasmine is not

towards the elevator, but Jasmine doesn't move. The black-clothed man

no choice but to

high-grade carpet. The bronzed wallpaper reveals a luxurious aura.

hasn't lost her mind

pushes the door open. Pehry walks in first, and Jasmine follows behind all of them. The more they walk in, the clearer