Fu Qinglun, I hate you, but… I love you too…
Fu Qinglun's body froze and his gaze was fixated intensely on her half dazed face. What… did she say?
What did she say just now?
Was he hallucinating?
No.
Absolutely not.
Although her voice was soft, he heard it.
He heard it clearly.
She said she loved him.
Right now, she was sitting on the office table. He leaned over and his body squeezed in between her legs. Cupping her face with his large hands, he gently nuzzled his nose against her delicate face. "Shi'shi, what… what did you say just now? Could you say it again? I want to hear it."
His voice was already hoarse and laced with passion and unease.
He felt like he was dreaming.
In his dream, Shi'shi was saying 'I love you' to him.
They had known each other for 18 years but she had never told him she loved him. The moment that he had been waiting for so long had come.
