Yan Chu's slender fingers stiffened, and as he looked down at the smile curving her lips, revealing the girl's willing and foolish grin, his Adam's apple bobbed, "Weiwei..."
He bent down, his forehead resting against hers, speaking very slowly and patiently, "If you stop liking him later on, find someone who really really loves you, someone who can protect and care for you for a lifetime."
Luo Qiangwei tilted her head, a puzzled look on her face, "Someone who really loves me… is there such a person?"
"There is," Yan Chu stared into her eyes, smiling tenderly, "Weiwei, I am the person who really really loves you. From now on, let me cherish you, and I won't let anyone hurt you again, okay?"
Luo Qiangwei, still in a drunken state, heard his words and foolishly stretched her lips into a smile, "Okay, then you have to keep your word and not be like that bastard Mo Shiche… saying he cares about me while being in bed with Luo Hongying… big bastard..."
