Just four words had shattered Liang Wu's composure.
Her mind was in turmoil, distracted for a moment.
Emotions? Attitude? What on earth did this mean?!
Since the age of 12, she had always been the smartest and most mature among her peers. Girls admired her, and boys were enamored with her. No one had ever made her feel such a strong sense of defeat.
Liang Wu had never deliberately practiced any tactics specifically against men; she always simply chatted, simply interacted, simply saw right through them... She naturally became the center of attention.
Yet Han Lie was like a towering mountain, so majestic that it made her look up in awe—immovable, insurmountable, unfathomable.
By now, her admiration for Han Lie's skills had evolved into a profound awe for him as a person. Only a strong and profound man is worthy of trust. And trust often implies a sense of security.
Liang Wu's conviction grew stronger—following Han Lie would surely lead her to where she aspired to be.
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