This woman, everyone else thinks she's imposing, but Su Chen feels sorry for her. Can a woman be pitiful if she can't even openly express sadness because of love?
Su Chen raised his eyes to look at Chen Wanru. The lights in the room were bright. The woman's bare face was so clean and neat, her long, white fingers held a can of beer, her demeanor casual and aloof.
Su Chen had never seen such a woman before, so unique that it made him a bit angry.
In that instant, he suddenly wanted to give her a hug, not for any so-called bet, but just purely to give her an embrace!
Su Chen acted on his impulse and suddenly stood up.
Chen Wanru slightly tilted her head, seeing Su Chen already standing in front of her. He looked down at her eyes, carrying a layer of surging emotions. She was slightly stunned, but he had already reached out, grabbed her slender wrist, and straightforwardly pulled her into his arms.
Chen Wanru was completely dazed.
