She would definitely ridicule him by saying, "Yan Rusheng, you've fallen for me despite always mocking me for being stupid, clumsy, and silly."
She would probably add on "Aren't you supposed to be devoted to Fang Jiayin?" or "It's only been three years, and your love has wavered already?"
So why did it have to be Wen Xuxu? Lately, he'd been asking himself that repeatedly. If he really wanted to have a change of heart, he could have chosen any of the numerous women he'd had flings with. But why must it be her?
Anybody else but Wen Xuxu. Then he wouldn't feel so conflicted and reducing himself to such a pathetic state.
Yan Rusheng lowered his head, and his thick eyelashes blocked the wild and raging emotions in his eyes. He needed to restrain himself.
Wen Xinyi held a fork as she gritted her teeth with fury. She glared vehemently at Xuxu with jealousy and envy.
