Lu Hechen was taken aback, his deep eyes widening; he truly didn't expect that this was how Weilan perceived him.
After being in a daze for several seconds, Lu Hechen finally sighed helplessly and said, "It seems I'm really a failure, Weilan. So in your heart, I'm just like scum?"
Weilan was dazed for a moment, frowned, and said, "Scum talks so much nonsense; even scum is better."
Lu Hechen froze again.
Even worse than scum?
His status downgraded again.
Before he had a chance to speak, Weilan wobbled to her feet and collapsed onto the bed.
The words Lu Hechen wanted to say got stuck in his throat when he saw Weilan's state.
His pupils contracted violently several times, and his eyes were filled with deep, intense emotions.
He noticed Weilan's beautiful legs, right in front of him, so well-proportioned and slender, fair without a hint of excess flesh.
