Hua Hua's face turned dark, and she snorted: "Don't be so cheesy, I don't like men sweet-talking me, because I've heard too much of it."
"Many people say that to you?" Ling Yin was surprised.
Hua Hua blinked: "Of course, check my Weibo. Every day, someone confesses to me, saying all sorts of elaborate things. Some even come to Qingcheng Corporation's building just to block me, with all kinds of exaggerated confessions. It's like a movie in different versions."
Ling Yin's face turned dark; it seems he needs to gather a few people under Qingcheng Corporation to clear out all the admirers.
Ling Yin dressed in a serious manner: "No sweet-talking. If I were to sweet-talk, I would say 'until the end of time.' What I'm saying is genuine."
Hua Hua: "What is the genuine truth?"
Ling Yin's eyes burned intensely as he said, "I want to be with you."
