An An was held so close by him that it felt as though their hearts were beating in unison.
She had never been so close to someone before, making her inevitably a bit nervous.
"Shao Shuyang, you... you let go of me first..."
Shao Shuyang slightly loosened his grip, then held her shoulders, making her look at him.
"An An, you are angry, meaning you do care about me, right?"
"No, that's not true. The ones my mom introduced to me are way better than you."
Shao Shuyang couldn't help but pinch her nose, "An An, you can't deceive me. You are like a slow-moving snail, and if I don't clear things up today, you probably won't consider these things for a lifetime."
He was indeed right; she thought marriage was just a duty and didn't dwell on it.
Even if she racked her brains, she didn't consider him as an option, as they were too familiar.
Of course, Shao Shuyang felt he was at fault in this matter too.
