Ever since their last meeting at Hanhai, Yu Sixing had been thinking about her.
This was somewhat unbelievable. Since his first girlfriend left, he's had several girlfriends over the years. He had split up amiably with his last one a few months ago. But with them, it was more about mutual need or temporary suitability. There was no spark like lightning or constant thoughts of each other.
With Xue Feifei, he initially found her repulsive. She was too hot-headed, often kicking him for no reason. He didn't know when it started, but perhaps her unexpected kiss at Sihua's wedding had attracted him. After that, he not only lost his repulsion, but he was also increasingly looking forward to their encounters.
Like now, he knew it was wrong, but he just couldn't help it.
Xue Feifei, boiling with rage, tremblingly took a small knife from her bag.
She knew she had to carry some self-defensive measures since she came alone.
