Wan Jinlun screamed as Feng Shiyan pinched him, "Feng Shiyan, you sadist!"
He was furious, this woman changing faces like flipping a book.
"You petty person, you dare to speak of Brother Shao, as if you're any better, getting physical with him, hmph!"
Alright, since Wan Jinlun saw she was hurt, he decided not to hold it against her.
"Okay, you two stop arguing, it's my fault."
"Then, have you and Nuannuan made up?"
"I don't know if we can call it making up, Nuannuan is afraid of marriage."
Wan Jinlun couldn't figure it out either, stroking his chin, "She told me yesterday that she realized she loves you even more."
Feng Shiyan thought his words were off, "If she loves Brother Shao more, then why won't she marry him? If you like someone, don't you want to be with them more?"
Nuannuan's thoughts can't be perceived in a conventional way.
He also didn't want to talk about Nuannuan's past with others, nor did he want others to look at her with judgmental eyes.
