Fu Ziqian looked at Qiao Chuchu.
Qiao Chuchu looked at Fu Ziqian too. She broke the silence first, "Fu Ziqian, you know very well that I don't like you, so why do you keep pestering me? I know I can't do anything about you, I can't beat you, I can't argue with you, and even my family is completely on your side. But... I'm still not reconciled, clearly, I don't like you, why should I be forced by others to be with you? The more they push me, the more I resent it. I hope my boyfriend is someone I find myself. Someone I love."
Fu Ziqian looked at Qiao Chuchu and said blandly, "Since you can't do anything about me, why not just accept it?"
Qiao Chuchu: "..."
She was so angry she nearly spat blood. If she were going to give in to him, would she be wasting so many words with him?
"If you accept me, then you won't have these dilemmas, won't that be easy?" Fu Ziqian coaxed.
Qiao Chuchu scoffed in her mind.
Easy?
If she truly accepted him, how could it be easy?
