(Chapter Six)
"I trust your character," Ouyang Feifei still answered very calmly.
"This has nothing to do with character," Luo Ziling shook his head, "Passionate men and women in the prime of youth, due to some accidental stimulation, can't control themselves and do things they shouldn't—this is very likely to happen. I think you wouldn't deny that."
Ouyang Feifei's face turned a bit red, but she still said stubbornly, "If I am willing to accept it, then I won't regret it. And if I am not willing to accept it, you can't force me."
"If I force you, would you be able to resist?" Luo Ziling laughed.
But Ouyang Feifei did not elaborate further and stood up.
"How about you gift me another piece of your calligraphy? I plan to hang it in the living room downstairs," Ouyang Feifei walked toward the study with an indifferent face, "I think, you wouldn't refuse my request, right?"
