He genuinely liked her, he had never liked anyone this much in over twenty years.
He liked the way she looked, he liked her personality, he liked her temperament.
Today, on his way to the airport to pick her up, Fu Shihan was constantly thinking about how he should explain himself and appease her to dispel her doubts.
He wasn't afraid of her getting angry; he was only afraid that she wouldn't trust him, that no matter what he said, she wouldn't believe him—that would be the worst outcome.
He had thought it through a lot, but what he never expected was that she trusted him, right from the start.
His hot breath brushed past her ears, causing Su Wanxin to become somewhat panicked, daring not to move an inch.
"Didn't you ever suspect, what if I really... really couldn't resist and invited her, and something happened?" Fu Shihan, his eyes shining with excitement, asked her softly, trying to control his emotions.
