"You're thinking too much. I don't care about this."
Shen Fanxing shook her head and said, "But I care."
Her eyelashes trembled slightly. "I never wanted to be your burden, but now, because of me, you've given up on the Bo Consortium. You haven't even returned to the Bo family. And tonight, those people treated you so differently…"
"Fanxing," said Bo Jinchuan softly, "no one can control my decision. I love you, okay?"
Shen Fanxing's eyelashes fluttered slightly.
In China, no matter how much they loved each other, they wouldn't easily say these words.
Because its meaning was too special.
These words would never be spoken easily.
Because this was a promise and true.
These three words could only be used a few times in a lifetime. Even once was enough.
After saying too much, it became a habit. After getting used to it, it became a saying of "I'm just saying it" and "It sounds good, but I won't believe it."
