Sun Jiamu realised that it was impossible for her to stay here any longer today.

  She sighed internally. She had thought if she had stayed here tonight, she would have been able to seduce him. After all, the water closer to the pavilion enjoyed the best moonlight.

  She was extremely worried that she would not succeed.

  Nonetheless, there was plenty of time. There was no need to worry about him running away.

  She negotiated with him. “Alright. I have a request.”

  “You even dare make requests of strangers?” Fang Shaohua’s frown seemed to grow heavier. He clearly did not wish to agree to whatever she had to say.

  “What do you mean by strangers? I already said that we’re acquaintances.” Sun Jiamu emphasised. “I won’t make things difficult for you. Just…”

  She pointed at the fruit basket he had tossed out of the door. “You have to accept that fruit basket before sending me home. Otherwise…”

  Fang Shaohua did not have the patience to deal with her. He was worried that she would stir up more trouble and rushed to agree. “Fine.”

  Sun Jiamu, finally then unwillingly, released his neck.

  Earlier, when she was hanging onto him, she had noticed that his body was especially firm. It was completely unlike that of those weak intellectuals.

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  Xinxin hads previously mentioned he used to participate in underground wrestling to earn his pocket money…

  She glanced at him secretly. Thankfully, he didn’t raise his hand against her earlier. Otherwise, she would have been doomed. She wondered if she could withstand even a single punch from him!

  She picked up the fruit basket and placed it back on the dining table. Fang Shaohua had already left the apartment and was waiting by the elevator entrance. “Let’s go.”

  She shut the door for him and approached his side to ask. “Fang Shaohua, do you hate me?”

  “Yes.” The cold and indifferent man responded without any hesitation whatsoever.

  “…”

  Sun Jiamu really wanted to slap herself. She shouldn’t have asked this. “What do you hate about me?”

  “Everything.”

  “…”

  She was stifled with anger and raised her voice to ask. “Fang Shaohua, are you mentally ill?”

  “That’s right. Stay further away from me in the future.” He could not be bothered to say anything more to her.

  Sun Jiamu really wanted to let her temper flow out. However, as she took in his handsome side profile, she recalled that this man was still wrongfully charged with a crime. The only reason he was able to remain out of jail for the time being was because he was on bail for medical reasons. It wasn’t even clear when he could be cleared of the wrongful accusations.

  Her heart ached for him.

  If she had gone through the same experiences, she was certain she would be as temperamental as he was.

  She decided not to be petty with him.

  The two of them headed to the underground carpark. Fang Shaohua stopped in front of a BMW SUV. He opened the car door and took the driver’s seat.

  Sun Jiamu glanced at the brand new car and took the passenger’s seat. “Your car isn’t too bad. It must cost at least a hundred thousand dollars.”

  Xinxin previously mentioned that he had bought himself a new car. The one he owned in the past had long been sold by Fang Liyin, that whore of a woman.

  Fang Shaohua drove towards the villa in Qian Shan Wan. It was midnight and there were very few cars on the road. He drove quickly towards her home.

  “Drive slower.” She wanted to spend more time with him. She watched as he headed for her home. “You didn’t even ask for my address. Xinxin must have mentioned it to you.”

  He remained silent as he lowered the car window. Then, he lit a cigarette.

  He took a drag and released white, wispy smoke into the car. It slowly escaped through the window.

  Sun Jiamu took in his gloomy expression and found her heart aching. She really wanted to take care of him. “Fang Shaohua, do you have a girlfriend?”

  He remained silent.

  “You don’t have to answer.” She continued. “Xinxin said that you’re single.”

  “You’re twenty-five this year, aren’t you? Your height seems to be above 1.87 metres…”

  “What kind of girls do you like?”

  She carried on the monologue while he remained quiet. It was as though he did not wish to waste his breath on even a single word.

  She did not complain about this. All of a sudden, she threw him a heavy bomb. “Fang Shaohua, how about I be your girlfriend?”