"Why did you reject me before?"
The big boss felt it was quite a blow to his ego to be rejected, and he demanded an explanation.
"I think such things need a sense of ceremony," An Ji said softly. "And I should be the one confessing to you."
Chuzheng always came out with such comments out of the blue, how could An Ji agree?
Something so important can't be casually brushed off.
"Can I ask you a question?" An Ji spoke cautiously, as if afraid to anger Chuzheng.
"Ask."
"Why did you... trash me online?"
Chuzheng's hand paused while cutting the steak, the knife scraping against the plate below, making an unpleasant sound.
If I say it wasn't me, would you believe it?
Chuzheng carefully analyzed the original protagonist's behavior; she felt the original protagonist probably liked An Ji.
After all, if she were truly a hater, why would she buy so many of An Ji's books, collecting every book's poster...
In short, many things in the original protagonist's room were related to An Ji.
