Yu Sifeng walked towards the big white bed in the middle of the room and sat on it. The entire bed was beautifully decorated and covered by petals of red roses. It looked like the wedding bed of a newly married coupled and Yu Sifeng was pleased with the entire decoration. Grabbing a few petals from the bed, he blew them all over Su Yanruo's face, and he smiled. "Sweetheart, do you like your new room?"
Su Yanruo looked at him silently. "Why are you doing this? You know I am not her. Then why this pretense?" she asked. "Why are you so hellbent on making me her when I am not?" she questioned seriously.
