Lu Yanzhi raised his brows and looked at her blushing red face and foggy eyes. She looked really charming and attractive.
He narrowed his gaze and it had a slight trace of gloominess. "At least I am not like you who got wine in her brain!!" he said.
Su Qianxun snarled, "If you have forgotten things, then I'll remind you again. That day at my house, when you returned my house keys, I thought I had made things clear and you agreed."
Lu Yanzhi's tone remained the same. "I know."
How could he forget his decision? Even until last night, he still stood by it.
Only during that morning had his mind wavered. A man should have his principles. But when they were together, there were no principles or limits.
He wanted to know something. He knew that she did not like him—even hated him to the guts. But why did she call out 'Ah-Zhi' when she was sick?
