"I'm afraid even if I have feelings for you, I won't have feelings for her. All I care about is that face of hers. I'll say this only once today, from now on, if you dare to make wild guesses again, do you believe that..."
The man's alluring face drew close to hers, his hot breath spraying onto her face.
An Ruo's heartbeat suddenly quickened, she pushed him away forcefully, shouting sharply as if pricked by needles: "Young master, please have some self-respect!"
Looking at her defensive posture, Tang Yuchen's face suddenly darkened, his eyes filled with deep gloom.
"Rest assured, I'm not interested in married women!"
He emphasized the words 'married women' heavily. An Ruo's face turned pale instantly—this was her heartache. Since the day she agreed to marry Xingtian, she and him had no chance.
"As long as you know!" An Ruo abruptly turned around to leave.
