"Oh, you're acting as if you're already thinking about getting engaged," Fu Han's previous embarrassment vanished as she took the opportunity to avoid He Xing's piercing gaze and teased Bai Wei, "Aren't you afraid Luo Qinghe will laugh at you when he finds out?"
"Being afraid of being laughed at for falling in love? Then I might as well not bother," Although Bai Wei's face reddened, her words came out confidently, with the ease of someone who wears her emotions openly, untroubled by complexity.
Truth be told, Fu Han envied Bai Wei's openness; she was like a piece of transparent crystal, allowing others to see right into her heart, clear and uncomplicated unlike most people.
He Xing's gaze never left Fu Han, and in her eyes, he saw the envy people feel for things they've never had.
His heart ached for such a Fu Han; in his eyes, she was the best and deserved the best things in the world.
