Chapter 8

Shirk the Responsibility?

Arisen sat down obediently like an elementary school student. Her face looking like she wanted to cry.

Calyx held his head in one hand, “You’re scared of me?”

In the dark of the night, Calyx seemed even more devilishly dangerous compared to his cold self in the day.

Arisen shook her head vigorously, then nodded carefully, “There’s probably not a single person who isn’t scared of you in the capital, right?”

Calyx’s slender fingers played with the cup in his hands as he slowly said, “So you’re scared of me because others are afraid of me? Then why don’t you marry me since other women want to as well?”

This question frightened Arisen to the point that she almost slid off her chair.

She had just thought that she had escaped this trial in the day. Clearly she had really been too naive.

How was she supposed to answer such a loaded question?

Arisen trembled as she raised her hand, “Before answering this question, can