Chapitre 95: You Can Take It if You Want, but Don’t Throw It Away

Sang Qianqian understood what Shen Hanyu meant. She could choose not to like him, but liking her was his business.

She couldn't ask him not to like her unless he gave up on his own.

Sang Qianqian felt as if she was in a dream. It was even more shocking than the nightmare she had that day, and she felt even more flustered and helpless.

How could Shen Hanyu have feelings for her?

This seemingly impossible thing, which seemed like the sun rising from the west, had actually happened.

When Sang Qianqian returned home, she sat there for a long time in a daze. She got up and wanted to pour herself a glass of water, but the hot water overflowed and spilled down to her hand. She snapped out of her trance the moment the hot water hit her hand.

She realized that she was still… Quite weak.