He tilted his head, and his eyes completely darkened, like a gem that should have been shining suddenly covered in dust.
Fu Ting stared at the side of his face without blinking, and her nose suddenly felt a little sour.
He was such a proud man, and he always had a plan in mind. He would never be discouraged by difficulties, but he was so concerned about the bet with Fu Pei.
He had done nothing wrong and only liked her, but he had to compromise and please everyone around her, even if it meant risking his life.
He was the one who was scolded, injured, and upset. Now, he had to blame himself for the bet and feel that he had not done well.
"No, I didn't think that way." Fu Ting threw herself into Cen Juan's arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered into his ear," You're very good in my heart. You're very good. Don't be unhappy.""
Even though Cen Juan was usually quite promiscuous and tried to take advantage of her.
