Pei Ge fondly stared at Ji Ziming, whose eyes were filled with nervousness.
"I am not made of glass, so I am not that fragile." She looked amusedly at him. "Fool."
He sighed in relief at her response and then put on a cold face.
"Why are you crying, then?" His forehead creased as he coldly questioned her while looking into her glistening eyes.
"Cry? I wasn't crying! I was just a little touched." Pei Ge lowered her head to look at him with a smile in her eyes.
"Touched?" He was puzzled. He could not understand what she would feel touched about.
"You are actually helping me put on my shoes!" She stared at him with glistening eyes. Although she did not know his reason for helping her put on the shoes, she was still happy over his gentlemanly action.
"Don't you think this is almost like a fairy tale?" she cheerfully asked.
This scene strongly reminded her of the Cinderella story her father used to read to her when she was young.
