"Hmm?" Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows, urging for an answer, refusing to back down and pressing forward relentlessly.
Shen Zian gritted her teeth, ready to admit her feelings for Su Er; she wasn't one to be shy, but being cornered like this, she wasn't willing to yield, "Unless you call me Sister Zi'an, I'll admit I like you."
"Sister Zi'an." Zhang Yang didn't hesitate for even a second, the moment seemed to transport them back to their youth, when the sixteen-year-old handsome young man followed Shen Zian, calling her Sister Zi'an.
Oh my! Shen Zian's heart was melting with his words.
"Sister Zi'an, Sister Zi'an, Sister Zi'an..." Zhang Yang murmured over and over, his tone tender and full of emotion, as if he would never tire, never feel it was enough.
For Zhang Yang, as long as she liked it, as long as she was willing, he could do anything for her. Even if it meant calling her Sister Zi'an for a lifetime, as long as she was happy, he would do anything.
