"You're scared my days are too peaceful, aren't you?"
Xi Luting was suddenly at a loss for words.
In truth, it was precisely because of these issues that she was so eager to communicate with Han Lie, not wanting him to truly see her as that kind of woman.
To say she currently liked Han Lie *that* much—well, that really wasn't the case.
Calling him 'male god' in private was partly because her affection for him was quite high, but more importantly, it stemmed from admiration.
At Brother Ham's instigation, she had wondered: Could I first build some rapport and then, after things calm down, let our relationship progress naturally?
But it turned out Han Lie wasn't playing along.
At the crucial moment, that damn man was still the same iron-hearted, budding tyrant.
When Han Lie got tough, she naturally backed down.
She explained with a hint of pleading, "I didn't mean that! Honestly, I don't have any other male friends. Who else would I turn to if not you?"
