Gu Shaocheng dismissively says, "I've heard too many sweet words, but none of them were true. If you had the opportunity, you would be flirting with someone else and would have run off long ago."
"If what I say is true, then I'm only interested in you." Chenxing retorted, wishing she could make a solemn oath as he didn't seem to believe her.
Gu Shaocheng raised an eyebrow and asked, "How many words of what you say are true?"
"Of course, every word is true, truer than pure gold."
He denied it, shaking his head, "Fake, faker than a wig!"
"Where is it fake?"
"Last time you swore you'd actively pursue me, what happened? What's the follow-up? Where's the love letter you promised me?"
He's been waiting for that love letter, she hasn't even written a single word of it until now.
People always say men are the ones who sweet-talk, but he's convinced it's women who are the true masters of sweet talk!
