But Shi Yu was not satisfied, insisting on getting a definitive answer, and reached out to pull her over.
One hand supported the back of her head, while the other pinched her chin, narrowing his threatening eyes.
He coldly dropped three words, quickly enveloped by a wave of chill around him.
He was just that assertive, whatever he wanted, wished to have, or even desired to know, he had to get an answer, no matter what!
Shen Cheng didn’t understand what it meant to like, but she was very clear that she no longer hated this man.
In the past, whenever she saw him, she was thinking about how to avoid, how to hide, how to keep as far away from him as possible.
But today, she actually didn’t mind his pestering!
"What if I say I don’t like you, what would you do?" she asked him, testing the waters.
"What should be done will be done."
Shi Yu deliberately emphasized the word "done," making Shen Cheng think of what he had said before: to take care of her.
It wasn’t her wild imagination; this man was truly domineering.
The thing about taking care of her in the car, he could definitely do it!
"What if I say I do like you?" she teased with a smirk, her eyes smiling.
"You say what should be done, and it will be done."
Indeed, his previous statement had been ill-intentioned.
Shen Cheng just stared at him and then asked with a smile, "So, do you like me?"
Her voice was soft, like water, capable of melting anyone’s heart.
In front of Shi Yu, she had always been arrogant, even cold, when had she ever had such a look and tone, tender enough to intoxicate.
This woman was a little fairy!
Shi Yu looked at her, his gaze cold, as if he were a hungry wolf wanting to swallow his prey whole.
How could a man possibly utter such cheesy phrases?
Even if they adored someone, they might not easily say it out loud.
Shen Cheng of course knew this, so she mischievously persisted, "Do you like me or not?"
Her voice was even softer and sweeter than before, cloyingly sweet.
"Shen Chengzi, don’t test my patience."
As a dominant and overbearing man, of course, he would not answer this question.
Fully aware that he was about to get angry, Shen Cheng deliberately added fuel to the fire, retracting her smile and snorting lightly: "You don’t even like me, so of course I don’t like you!"
This little temperament, this little tsundere attitude, was timed just right.
"Who said I don’t like you?"
His voice was frighteningly cold, like ice from an ice cellar, that even if melted, was still piercingly cold.
Looking closely at Shi Yu, seeing his extraordinarily handsome face, she suddenly broke into a smile again, "So that means you do like me?"
He still answered her question.
"How much do you like me?" the woman pursued relentlessly.
Shi Yu’s gaze grew deeper, and he remained silent.
This woman was born to be an actress!
How much he liked her, couldn’t she see it?
Cleverer than a fox, yet playing dumb in front of him.
Shen Cheng brushed away his hand from her chin and poked his face with her fingertip, "I’m asking you!"
His face had always been off-limits, and this woman dared to repeatedly violate that prohibition.
"Mr. Shi! Can’t you just be straightforward?"
Even though she was the one being questioned, now she turned the tables and was still so aggressive!
Shi Yu showed with his actions that he was not a patient man, withdrew the hand from the back of her head, and directly circled his arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace.