Zhao Xinshu suddenly had an uncomfortable premonition. She couldn't explain it, but she felt flustered for no reason.
Her hand trembled, and the prawn fell to the floor.
Shen Mubei's gaze was not on her. She found a tissue and picked up the prawn before saying slowly, "Then you should go ahead. I'm not very hungry. I have a scene to shoot in the afternoon. Eating too much will affect my appearance on camera."
Since she had said so, Shen Mubei started speaking..
He retracted his gaze from the distant void and looked at Zhao Xinshu. "I said back then that I would give you three years to see if I would fall in love with you."
Zhao Xinshu dug her nails into her arm. She had a premonition that the worst was coming. Her eyes were filled with tears, and she controlled them from falling.
