The girl called Yuya probably didn't expect Aya to admit it so frankly, without any evasion.
She was momentarily speechless, her face turning bright red.
"You're shameless!" Yuya managed to squeeze out a sentence.
"A graceful lady, a gentleman would pursue. It works the same way! If I'm shameless for liking Sanger, then what about you?" Aya replied calmly.
"My dad said, Sanger is mine!" Yuya shouted.
Her dad said that she could be with whoever she liked.
"Your dad is not Sanger, he can't decide for him. Whom he wants to be with, whom he wants to like, that's his business." Aya said seriously.
She did like Zhao Xiaoshu, but from the beginning she had told her mother she would fight for it, not cling desperately.
Sanger liked her too, it was a happy situation, if Sanger didn't like her, she wouldn't cling pathetically either.
She wanted mutual consent, not one-sided affection.
