Lin Ruan, with an ambiguous demeanor, assisted Wei Chengfeng into a high-end apartment.
Once inside, they took the elevator, went upstairs, and entered the apartment.
Everything went very smoothly.
Lin Ruan, her face flushed, knew he was nearly out of consciousness but still couldn't help feeling bashful. She tenderly placed her hands on his face and said, "Chengfeng, I really love you. Do you know that?"
However, after she uttered those words, Wei Chengfeng's brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes cleared up a bit.
"Lin Ruan?"
Lin Ruan paused slightly, "Chengfeng…"
Struggling, Wei Chengfeng got up from her, "You are not her, you are not her..."
Lin Ruan also stood up, wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, and pleaded painfully, "Though I am not her, I love you more than she does. Chengfeng, can you please look at me properly?"
