She wanted him to like her a little, more, even more. Slowly start liking her, like her more and more, like her very much, really like like her, even love her, deeply love her, love her very very much...
She only tasted a bit of his tenderness, and she started wanting so much.
Maybe that's why she got hurt.
Sheng Qingxue lowered her eyes and said nothing, stepping forward. She walked all the way to Gong Beitang's side, and kept walking forward without stopping, brushing past him.
Gong Beitang watched Sheng Qingxue quickly walking forward, feeling indescribable.
He merely said she could do whatever she wanted, was she really that impatient?
Actually, he didn't quite understand, it was just a plush toy, why did she want to pick up what was thrown away. Even though Ruan Xincheng was the fiancé of the original owner of her heart, what did that have to do with her, why take on her debts?
But because it was her, he chose not to ask.
