[Downfallen heiress x loyal wolf in sheep’s clothing]
The day the Guan family fell from grace, the whole school watched Guan Moya become a laughingstock.
The rose of yesterday was crushed in the mire, but someone came through the rumors with an umbrella to shelter her.
Beneath the trap Guan Moya had laid, she watched the boy take the bait and asked coldly, “What are your terms?”
“You’re interested in me. What are your terms?”
She thought of it as a deal, but in truth Xu Xing had simply seized the opportunity to lay the groundwork for getting close to her.
Across the rainy night, the boy looked at her with aching concern.
“It’s not interest.”
“I’m not merely interested in you. I’ve liked you for a long time.”
That bold confession was like a spell he had cast on her. Then, on her birthday, he stated coolly and calmly, “Guan Moya, you have feelings for me.” The boy tore the spell apart with his own hands. She did not feel relieved; instead, she could hardly breathe.
