You treat her as your whole life, but she thinks you are just a passerby
"Why?" Shen Lun pinched her chin, with a cold aura all over his body and an indescribable indifference in his eyes. "No reason." Tang Xinran didn't want to say anything to her, so she turned to leave. Shen Lun stretched out his big hand and pulled her into his arms. "Don't think you can escape, I want you to follow me for the rest of your life." Shen Lun smiled half-heartedly, like a cunning fox. "President Shen, this will cause misunderstanding." Tang Xinran looked at her expressionlessly, but his heart was bleeding. "Oh, I, Shen Lun, have never been misunderstood, so who do you think you are?" Shen Lun casually let go of his hand, as if he was disgusted.