After Shi Ying sincerely confessed, he quietly waited for Xueli's response.
He truly, truly, truly wanted to become a good man like Song Zhen, just for her!
"Oh," Xueli suddenly lifted her lips, chuckled lightly, and said, "Mr. Shi, how many girls have you said that to? What number am I in the line?"
Her eyes carried a sneer, and her lips curled with disdain.
Shi Ying's heart was deeply hurt once again.
He quietly looked at her, then suddenly grabbed her hand and pressed it against his chest, asking, "What will make you believe it's true? That only you have been here, in my heart, and no one else?"
Xueli knew that men like him had always moved through a crowd of beauties, never leaving a trace of affection.
Initially, she truly thought he was different, unlike the rumors.
But after seeing those news stories with pictures and evidence, she couldn't help but tell herself: Stay calm, keep your distance from this dangerous playboy!
