Mu Xiangwan felt a jolt in her heart when he asked her this. For a moment, she didn't know how to respond.
Had she always resisted his advances?
She wasn't even aware of it herself.
But after he mentioned it, she thought about it and seemed to realize that it was indeed true.
One incident stood out vividly. Once, when he tried to kiss her, she inexplicably slapped him and ran away.
"Xiaowan, you love me, I love you too, it's normal for us to be intimate..."
Han Wenxuan tried to pull her towards him again, but she evaded him more noticeably this time.
"Han Wenxuan!" Mu Xiangwan suddenly spoke, her voice carrying a tone of resolution, as if she had been pondering a major issue earlier. She stepped back, looked at his strikingly handsome face, and said in a strained voice, "I think... we should break up."
