"Where is your promise?" Fu Xing asked, his voice hoarse. "What about your oath?"
Lin Fu was taken aback, suddenly remembering what she had once said to the butler, and fell silent for a long time.
"I…" She hadn't broken her oath; she would still love him, and for the rest of her life, she would do her best to protect him. But loving someone didn't necessarily mean marriage.
"Humph! You really are a liar."
Fu Xing's voice trembled with a heartbreaking fragility, "You've fooled everyone, stolen the butler's trust, and my heart, and now you've turned heartless."
Facing the accusation, Lin Fu had no response.
Thinking like this, she indeed was a heartless scoundrel.
But how could she explain the torment inside her?
Lin Fu felt like she couldn't breathe.
"Ding!"
The flying car stopped in Fu Xing's dormitory courtyard, the door automatically opened, but neither of them got out.
