"We can be like brother and sister. I'll still take good care of you and the Sun Family," Lin Han said, offering a compromise.
"I don't want to be your sister! I want to be your woman!" Sun Mengying said in a low voice, stepping forward to unbutton Lin Han's collar.
Lin Han subconsciously grabbed Sun Mengying's hands.
However, when he looked up, he was met with a pitiful and grief-stricken face. Tears welled in Sun Mengying's eyes as she pleaded, "Brother Xiaolin, please don't push me away, okay? I'm begging you!"
Faced with such a stunning beauty pleading like this, it was doubtful even a saint could resist.
What's more, Lin Han was no saint.
He sighed, hesitated for a long time, and finally let go of Sun Mengying's hands.
Seeing this, Sun Mengying was ecstatic. Her pretty face was filled with joy, and at that moment, she even forgot to be shy.
