Because of her considerateness, Han Zhuoling felt even more heartened on the inside.
When he heard Shi Xiaoya's question, he then lazily answered, "There weren't any confessions though."
Shi Xiaoya could tell the difference in Han Zhuoling's words and asked, "So there were others."
"There were love letters," Han Zhuoling answered very honestly.
Shi Xiaoya asked, "Don't tell me you have always been this cold and arrogant since you were young?"
Han Zhuoling narrowed his eyes slightly. "So in your heart, that's how you have always judged me? Cold and arrogant?"
Shi Xiaoya: "…"
Sh*t!
Exposed, exposed.
"Haha." Shi Xiaoya laughed awkwardly. "Don't mind all these details. The you now is no longer cold and arrogant to me."
After all, she already managed to pick him, a flower atop a high mountain off.
