"An'an, do you really not mind me running away with your brother?" Zhao Xinlan still felt the need to voice the concern that had been weighing on her heart.
Unable to shake off Su Yangming, she had no choice but to drag things out, but she didn't have the guts to make it public either. Fortunately, Su Yangming said he would give her some time to adjust.
But no matter the approach, whether open and honest or sneaky and hidden, he was willing to cooperate—even if that meant she could never get rid of him.
Zhao Xinlan truly had no idea what to do with this guy.
Little did she know that after they had been together, this guy had become simply....
Unsure of what to say about him.
"How can that be considered kidnapping? If you like him, then it's mutual, and I couldn't be happier for you both. If you don't like him, then his pitiful unrequited love might never end, and I can only feel sorry for my brother."
"And then resent you for being heartless."
