Meng Yunzheng insisted, "I will take responsibility."
Shu Yu understood. This person had finally found an excuse to bring the word "responsibility" onto the table, right?
Shu Yu was not fourteen years old. She knew everything about relationships.
Along the way, the things that Meng Yunzheng had done were all very meticulous. It was obvious. Although no one mentioned it, they had a tacit understanding.
But now, Meng Yunzheng had brought their relationship to the surface.
Shu Yu turned her head and stared at him for a long time before smiling. "I'm a prisoner."
"I'm not some rich Sir."
"Then who are you? Speaking of which, I don't seem to know anything about your past, but you know everything about my background. Thinking about it, it's a bit of a loss."
Meng Yunzheng turned sideways. "If you want to know, I can tell you."