"Yes, Miss Wanru."
Qi Steward dared not disobey Tie Wanru, for her father was the president.
Swish!
Qi Steward's figure flashed, standing in front of the chubby boy, spiritual power surging from him to block the door.
"Second Young Master Bai, you're here to propose; where do you think you're going?"
Qi Steward looked up, gazing blandly at the chubby boy.
The chubby boy saw Qi Steward blocking the door and hurriedly stopped, otherwise, he would've crashed into Qi Steward.
"Damn it, wolves in front, tigers behind."
The chubby boy glanced at Qi Steward in front of the door, then turned to see Tie Wanru chasing after him, his chubby face instantly showing an expression of complete despair.
"Chubby boy, if taking a liking to you is my honor, how dare you run?!"
Tie Wanru glared with eyes like bronze bells, speaking to the chubby boy.
"Come on, let's go back to the bridal chamber with me."
