He took a deep breath, pressing against Jiang Ran's shoulder a bit forcefully,
"Answer me, what do you really think of me?"
Jiang Ran's eyes always had a kind of fatal attraction, as if they were two abysses.
Like a devil, she whispered in Fan Wubing's ear,
"Legend has it that far away on the Scorching Sea, there lives a mythical bird. This mythical bird has extremely strong emotions, whether it loves or hates something, it won't rest until death. So it's also called the Phoenix. I might just be a reincarnation of one of those birds."
Once she finished speaking, she turned sunny and bright again, smiling as she asked,
"Is my answer clear enough?"
Fan Wubing wasn't unclear. Yet he was even more aware that Jiang Ran was revealing her true feelings while warning him not to do anything that she would hate. Otherwise, love and hate would be instantaneous.
But, what does she hate?
Fan Wubing didn't ask out loud. He felt that even if he asked, she wouldn't say.
