Fu Sichen was respectful towards Pei Zhen.
Although he had waited and restrained himself for a long time, it didn't mean that he would neglect Pei Zhen's wishes and do things that Pei Zhen didn't want to.
But the young boyfriend on the other end of the phone was adamant and rejected him, saying, "I have to go through the script and have no time to go back."
Fu Sichen was stumped speechless.
It was just great. The thing that he was most worried about was happening. It looked like his resentful young boyfriend had begun to retreat. He was taking precaution, and his guard was up.
Fu Sichen had a smile on his face but was swearing and cursing inside. "Pei Pei, you're not thinking straight. I wasn't even going to…"
"No?" Even before Fu Sichen could finish his sentence, Pei Zhen happily asked, "Does that mean you're willing to be the bottom party?"
Fu Sichen was quiet for a while.
Then he said, "Yes, I'm willing to be the bottom party."
