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Lu Mianmian felt as if her heart was suddenly being gripped.
She didn't like him saying such things, and she liked even less the self-deprecation in his tone.
"How can you talk like that? What do you mean, 'No one would fall for a cripple'? You just have some inconvenience with your legs, it's not like you're a cripple. Besides, you're well-educated, handsome, and talented. I've heard you're fantastic at painting and you can also play the piano. Plus, you're brilliant in business. How could someone like you not be captivating?" Lu Mianmian said urgently, as if she were afraid that Wen Mulan would continue to feel inferior.
Wen Mulan gazed steadily at Lu Mianmian, "Do you really think I'm good?"
"Of course!" She replied with absolute certainty.
"So if I were to seduce you, would you be moved?" he asked.
Lu Mianmian choked, suddenly feeling as if she had dug a hole for herself.
