"Because you disdain." The man's voice was sonorous.
Shen Qinglan's heart was shaken.
It turned out, apart from those related by blood, there was another man in this world who would unreservedly believe in her, even though they could be considered strangers.
Fu Hengyi looked at Shen Qinglan, his gaze tender, "You are a proud person, disdainful of using such means. But sometimes, explanations are still necessary, after all, not everyone will believe you as I do."
Shen Qinglan stared blankly at the man before her, the calm sea of her heart stirring for the first time because of a man.
**
The swelling on Shen Qinglan's face persisted, showing no improvement despite applying ice.
