Strolling leisurely in the beautiful scenery, talking about love, has always been the pursuit of Lin Yifan.
Unfortunately, now the only beauty remaining by his side is little Fang. Inevitably, he feels a bit lost.
They arrived at a small pavilion in the river, where Lin Yifan and little Fang sat down to rest and admire the surrounding view.
After a pause, Lin Yifan voiced his doubts: "Fangfang, is it true that you have feelings for that senior brother?"
"Do you think I am such a fickle and shameless woman?" little Fang retorted, a hint of displeasure in her eyes.
Lin Yifan was among the most important people to her, and she didn't want him harboring such baseless suspicions about her.
"Fangfang, please don't take it to heart. I was just curious and wanted to understand the situation, that's all," Lin Yifan explained.
