Overwhelmed by the young man's passion, Xu Su felt a lump in her throat, rendering her speechless. She slowly closed her book, completely unable to read anymore.
After managing to compose herself, Xu Su spoke softly, "He likes me too, Xi Zirong. He'll only ever like me more than you do, do you understand? As long as I'm willing to like him, he'll do anything for me."
Xu Su knew in her heart that as long as she was willing to like Zhou Mochen, he would do anything for her, regardless of whether it was in their past life or this one.
Even though their relationship had reached such a state in their past life, Xu Su had never denied Zhou Mochen's feelings for her.
When it came to loving Xu Su, how could Zhou Mochen possibly lose?
Xu Su closed her eyes and sighed. "Xi Zirong, I'm serious. Stop liking me."
'Stop liking me. Stop being so good to me.'
It wasn't like Xu Su had a heart of stone. How could she not be moved by the young man's sincere heart?
