Before anyone could react, Lu Feng grabbed Yan Su's right wrist and pulled her suddenly on his firm chest, making her gasp in surprise. Noticing his hands tremble behind her back, Yan Su complained in a sad tone, "How could you think that I was that woman? Did you think I would let other men expect you to touch me like me that? How could you think that I'm so cheap?"
When Yan Su was serving the guests as a maid, she saw how hurt he looked when the fake Yan Su was taken away by Arthur. Her heart twisted in pain. Well it was partly her fault for not telling him. So she didn't get mad or anything. It was just that, just because she wore revealing clothes or acted b****y, it didn't mean that she was that kind of a twisted woman.
She had no obligations to tell others what type of person she was. She didn't want to pay heed to the prejudiced opinions of people on her character who merely jumped into conclusion based on the kind of dress she wore.
