Hearing the words "sister-in-law," my heart jolted, and I immediately refused, "No need, I can manage on my own. It's time for me to find a place to live."
"He Qianqian! Are you not treating me as a friend?" However, Xie Zixin misunderstood, thinking I didn't want to bother her.
Under her persistent persuasion, I had no choice but to accept Xie Ziang's daily care.
He wore form-fitting clothes every day and made me lots of delicious food. Ever since that day when everything was laid out, he looked at me without disguise.
A week later, when I fully recovered, I called Xie Zixin, "I'm feeling better, and I'll be going out to look for apartments these days."
I want to open an art studio and move out of Xie Zixin's house. I feel unable to respond to Xie Ziang's passionate feelings for me, being six years older than him, it's impossible for us to be together.
Unexpectedly, Xie Ziang overheard my words.
