"Let me make this clear. I don't like women."
"You're wrong, Miss Leng."
Chu Jing's reply was calm.
"There are no real boundaries when it comes to love."
She looked at Leng Shuang directly.
"Xiao Mu might have been fake."
She paused.
"But what I felt from Xiao Mu… was real."
Her voice didn't rise. There was no dramatic emphasis.
Only quiet certainty.
"Sooner or later," she continued, "you'll come to accept it."
A faint pause.
"This is my promise."
Leng Shuang's expression darkened slightly.
"Don't say such ridiculous things," she said sharply. "I will never choose a woman as my partner."
"We'll see." Chu Jing replied with absolute confidence.
There wasn't even a faint trace of hesitation in her tone.
"Let's see, which is stronger—"
She paused slightly, choosing her words.
"…your certainty, or my persistence."
Leng Shuang stared at her.
For the first time, she felt a slight headache coming on.
This woman was completely unreasonable.
