"What did you say?!"
Zhao Xuemo thought she had misheard.
"I said I'm sick, and it's not mild. I can't handle scares." Lin Zifeng repeated.
What the hell! After everything, Zhao Xuemo has been opening up to me so much, turns out she likes me!
"Lin Zifeng, I like you. Haven't you been able to tell all along?" Zhao Xuemo confessed her feelings for Lin Zifeng without hesitation.
At this point, hiding it was less preferable than being honest.
"..."
This sentence completely stunned Lin Zifeng. He was emotionally clueless to begin with. Besides, until a woman says 'I love you', a man can never truly know what the woman's inner world is thinking.
Maybe, one moment she treats you like her first love, and the next moment you might become an old pair of slippers, a father with no warning.
"Minister Zhao, can we not play around? This joke really isn't funny." Lin Zifeng, at a loss for what to do, pushed Zhao Xuemo away in a moment of nervousness.
