Watching her like that, Han Zishi felt a suffocating discomfort in his heart.
He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.
Draining the glass of wine in one gulp, Lin Xileng once again boldly declared, "Han Zishi, I've decided to start pursuing you from today, until you fall for me or someone else!"
Han Zishi, incredulous, pointed to himself, "Didn't I make myself clear just now?"
"Yes, I heard you loud and clear. You don't like me, and you've already rejected me."
"Then you..."
"But I still like you," Lin Xileng said with a smile tugging at her lips.
"Han Zishi, you don't have a girlfriend, and there's no loss for you being pursued by a woman as beautiful and outstanding as I am."
Han Zishi felt a headache coming on, "Xiaoxi, doing this will hurt you..."
"How do you know it's definitely me who will get hurt, and not you falling for me?"
"I told you, I see you as a sister..."
