Fu Yanlin really knows his stuff.
Perhaps it's due to his experience. He knows exactly where Wen Sheng's weaknesses lie and unabashedly attacks them.
Wen Sheng was somewhat numbed, but she managed to retain a shred of sanity. Her voice weak and low, she said, "Thank you, but no."
He was nothing more than an impulse she acted on in Qingzhou. Their relationship was the kind that could easily fall apart. It could not encroach upon her life in Jiangzhou, especially when he was a co-founder of Linyun Technology, with whom she might have business dealings in the future.
She resisted his "provocations," but surprisingly found herself unable to resist, crashing down like a wave.
Fu Yanlin let out a slight laugh, a hint of smugness in his voice. "Wen Sheng, is this what you mean when you say you're not interested, hmm?"
Wen Sheng was both humiliated and embarrassed. She wished she could dig a hole and hide in it.
