Xia Yiwan was speechless hearing these words. After a while, she scoffed coldly, "If you didn't sleep with her, why would your grandpa insist that you marry her?"
"I didn't." Si Mo immediately retorted.
Xia Yiwan sneered, not believing that a man and woman had spent the night in a hotel just chatting under a quilt.
"I saw that she had no reaction, I only wanted to sleep with you." "Get lost!"
"It's your turn to talk now."
"...I don't know which sentence you're referring to."
She had confessed her feelings, but Si Mo didn't utter a word.
She felt so wronged.
With her lip bitten, Xia Yiwan glared at Si Mo, both aggrieved and angry, "You jerk!"
Here we go again!
Si Mo nodded, "Yes, that's the sentence, but it's missing a few words."
"…" Xia Yiwan.
"Say it."
"I like the jerk!"
"Who is the jerk?"
"You are the jerk!"
"Wanwan, tell me, who do you like?"
"Well, do you like me?"
