Xuxu stretched her hand. She anxiously grabbed Yan Rusheng's wrist. She pressed on. "Really?!"
She had never been so curious about something before, and she felt an overwhelming impulsive urge to know the answer.
"I think so." Yan Rusheng nodded and frowned. "But I can't be entirely sure. It happened so long ago. What I only remembered was Ah Sheng, I'm in pain. Ah Sheng, I like you."
He split into a wide grin.
Xuxu blushed and muttered under her breath as she peered down. "No wonder Zhou Shuang remarked that it was disgusting. She was too despicable to use drugs."
She knew that Fang Jiayin was a scheming woman, but it didn't cross her mind that she would stoop down to using drugs. To be frank, she was despicable.
Yan Rusheng quipped, "If both are in love, it doesn't matter if they occasionaly use stimulants."
Xuxu raised her head and rolled her eyes at him. "Stop justifying the dirty tricks you've used in the past."
