Xu Musen's tone was gentle, and by now, continuing to feign ignorance would only hurt her more.
Zhu Yulan also sensed the change in his tone; although she hadn't received any promises, her heart finally found a bit of solace.
She slowly straightened up from Xu Musen's embrace, gazing at the face that still invaded her dreams from time to time, Zhu Yulan squinting her reddened eyes slightly.
"I don't even know... when exactly I started liking you. I only remember the first time we met, when we had just entered university and were rivals. I offered two hundred thousand for you to willingly step back, but you flatly refused, telling me to fight for what I want, even if it means losing."
