She had just stepped out when the man's breathy and affectionate voice reached her from behind.
"Chingching, I... I've actually liked you for a long time!"
Upon hearing that familiar voice, Luo Xiaoqian froze, and her right foot that had stepped out fell back to its original spot. She turned sharply, looking back at the person behind her.
White casual attire, tousled hair, a delicately handsome profile kissed by the sunlight, and bright eyes brimming with deep emotion...
Who else could the man before her be if not Lu Hao?!
Life is so melodramatic, to encounter him even here.
"Really?!"
The young girl pressed against the wall by Lu Hao had a refined face, flushed with a mix of shyness and joy.
How could such a girl deserve to be ruined by this beast?
"How could it be true?!" Luo Xiaoqian scoffed coldly, "This man is incapable of liking anyone. He only loves himself!"
