He whispered gently by her ear, Su Wanxin clenched her teeth tightly, her eyes reddening under the dim light.
I am yours, I am only yours.
"Fu Shihan, I've really never thought about marriage, give me some time to consider it, let's talk about it later, okay?"
Su Wanxin declined again, feeling Fu Shihan's body stiffen slightly, her heart filled with a mix of emotions, the discomfort indescribable.
Fu Shihan didn't speak for a long while, just silently holding her in his arms.
He was trying to calm his own emotions; he was angry but couldn't lash out at her.
Time slowly passed by, after an unknown while, Su Wanxin heard him speak again: "Sleep in my room tonight."
"No!"
This time Su Wanxin rejected him without a second thought, reigniting the fire Fu Shihan had barely managed to suppress, causing it to surge up uncontrollably.
"Everything is not okay, so tell me what is?"
He raised his voice and asked her.
