Shen Fanxing was speechless.
Why was she the chosen one?
He said that only she was compatible with him!
She wanted to reject the blatant pursuit.
Yet he would reject her rejection.
He had all the cards; she was thus compelled to act based on the cards he showed.
The air of arrogance she possessed in her bones refused to accept this.
Yet, in the face of Bo Jinchuan, she could not summon anything to topple the unbalanced power dynamics.
Flipping her hair, she took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
"Why did you sigh? What's causing your distress?"
Shan Fanxing looked at him.
He stood quietly before her, with his expensive shirt, tall figure and good-looking features.
She seemed to notice that his body posture and stance was more controlled in front of her.
His dark and long brows gave off a sharp-edged feeling, something built up over a prolonged period of sternness.