Ye Huan squinted his eyes mischievously, staring intently at Zhang Huimin.
"No...impossible, little Ye, you're not like that, don't lie to me!" Zhang Huimin buried her head in her knees, hysterically shouting out.
"Sorry, I'm exactly that kind of person!"
"Why do you think I risked my life multiple times to save you, am I a living Buddha? I am not that noble!"
Ye Huan let out a cold snort.
"You're not that kind of..."
Zhang Huimin's voice trembled.
Before she could finish, she felt her high heels being taken off, her foot grabbed, and she burst into tears, still unable to believe the perfect man in her heart was a calculating, disgusting man who saved her many times just to deceive her feelings!
She covered her cheeks, but tears flowed uncontrollably, soaking half of the bedding.
The first man who brought warmth and sunshine to her was like this; how filthy could this world truly be?
Zhang Huimin laughed at herself in her heart:
