In the seventh year after Sheng Jin confessed her feelings to Xing Fu and was rejected, she finally saw him again. He wore a black shirt, the collar half open, his sleeves rolled up to reveal a sliver of wrist. But another girl’s hand rested on his shoulder. As the top-ranked among the entertainment industry’s four rising stars, Sheng Jin had seen every kind of man. Men more handsome than Xing Fu, more gentle and charming, more successful in their careers... And yet she still only liked him.
“Xing Fu, you know I like you.”
“Every time I ran into you, every time I acted coy, even every word I said, I had an ulterior motive and meant you no good. And my ultimate goal was to be with you.”
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