Chi Yue didn't know how to answer that question because she indeed had no feelings for Fu Xingchuan.
After hesitating for a moment, she said, "You can't force feelings, nor can they be forced."
Fu Xingchuan became anxious, "You haven't even tried with me, how do you know we're not suitable?"
Catching a glimpse of a figure not far away, Chi Yue seriously said to Fu Xingchuan, "We differ in both age and fundamental beliefs. Instead of wasting time trying to adjust with me, you'd better cherish the person by your side."
As she spoke, she looked at Wen Shuxian, "She's been waiting for you over there for a long time, go back to her."
"Chi Yue..."
Chi Yue didn't bother with him anymore, she strode into the house and disappeared from sight.
Fu Xingchuan glared fiercely at Wen Shuxian, who didn't dare to come closer, his eyes dark with anger.
He turned around furiously and left quickly.
Wen Shuxian hesitated for a moment, then chased after him.
