Every time it came to this, Fu Han would wonder if the person standing before her was really who they appeared to be—was it truly He Xing?
The He Xing of the past would have never uttered such words, not even slightly gentle ones, let alone so blatantly shameless now. It seemed he had reached new heights in his trickery.
Although it wasn't to the point of being peerless in his attitude, Fu Han found it unforgettable at the very least.
Even though Fu Han wasn't as adept at playing dirty as He Xing, she remained steadfast in her own principles. No matter how alluring He Xing's words, her stance was unwavering: marriage was possible, but definitely not now.
In the end, neither could persuade the other. Dragging their feet, the Spring Festival holiday thus came to an end.
However, although they didn't come to an agreement about marriage, at least they spent an exceptionally clingy Spring Festival together—to the point where even Old Master He couldn't stand to watch.
