TOCH – Chapter 15

Why don’t you get married?

Still a young girl, Ji Ai, from childhood, has always liked to turn to Luo Yibei and she maintained her forthright, frank, and bold character. She hasn’t reached adulthood yet, but for her 17th birthday, her biggest wish was to one day topple down Luo Yibei and make him exclusively hers!

Last night was arranged by her. With the hotel room well set, only the last step could have made it successful. However, this kind of result was totally unexpected for Ji Ai.

In fact, when reporters flocked in this morning, Luo Yibei already had a hunch that she had a hand on this matter.

This was also the reason he kissed Fang Chixia in front of so many reporters, to let Ji Ai back off.

Ji Ai was the daughter of a long family friend but in Luo Yibei’s eyes, she has always been a younger sister and a little girl.

“You, you….” Ji Ai was deeply hurt, red eyes stared at him for a long time, but she didn’t blame him. In the end, she pushed him away and ran out of the Luo’s home.

This is breaking her heart!


Fang Chixia returned to school and didn’t step out for two weeks.

Fang Rong had called several times, and in the middle of the call, has exhausted various ways to force Fang Chixia out. All of which were turned down.

Who would have thought Fang Rong has not given up but even appeared at school a few times.

Seeing him not only admitting defeat but also appearing more vigorous, An An, Fang Chixia’s roommate, couldn’t stand it any longer.

“I say, Xia Xia, I advise you to find a man to marry soon! Find a man more formidable than the Fang family. You don’t have to study that hard. With a man raising you, you don’t have to worry about your choice of work in the future. The most important thing is, you don’t have to worry about being pestered by that bastard who refused to let go.”

An An put her arms around her shoulders and laid it down clearly and logically.

Fang Chixia gave her a look and run back over her words. “Man? Are you going to change into one?”

“Well, what type do you want? Little Brother Ma or Jincheng Wu? An An’s eyebrows waggled and she continued to tease.

“Stop it!” Fang Chixia pushed her hands away with a look of disgust and carrying a handful of clothes entered the bathroom to change.


She didn’t even have a boyfriend. Where can she find a man to marry?

“What I’m saying is true, it’s really a good way! Think about it! ” An An followed and tried to squeeze in to continue making suggestions, but was blocked outside by the door that bounced back.

An An grimaced, touched her nose in pain and unhappily left.

When she turned around, she didn’t forget to add, “You have no other way!”

Inside the bathroom, Fang Chixia who was in the act of putting on her clothes slowly was slightly startled.

An An’s words weren’t serious and with her dilemma, she did have a point.

At present, finding someone to marry was really her best choice!

After changing, she walked out to find Ann still chattering about her marrying early and even turned out a “roster” to help her choose a mate.

“Xia Xia, come here! Can you see this? This is my high school classmate. I can help introduce you. Would you like to go on a blind date?”

“And this, he is also good. He is my relative. Our relationship has always been good. I can introduce you, you know. “

“Here is also a good choice, a loaded third generation, the background of the family is very good!”


6 thoughts on “TOCH – Chapter 15”

  1. I’m enjoying this light novel. I hope I’ll still be around to finish the story though- over 3000 chapters. It’ll take 10 years to finish at a rate of daily update? 🙃
    Anyway, thanks for the hard work. 😊


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