"Yes, it has to do with me, you could say, Li Xuan's arrest was mostly my doing. What's the matter, are you mad at me?" Fang Yi tentatively said.
Shen Binan shook her head, her voice cold as ice, "Not at all. Since I rejected his proposal that time, there is no longer any connection between him and me. So, you don't need to overthink it. Once I, Shen Binan, have set my heart on you, there's no room for anyone else in it."
Those words stirred Fang Yi profoundly—no, it wasn't just stirring, it was his blood boiling.
Just think, what man wouldn't want to hear a woman say such things to him? To be fixed on him meant there would be no changes anymore; it was a commitment.
Fang Yi understood Shen Binan well, and her saying this of her own accord clearly indicated her feelings.
Fang Yi felt his blood boil, and he couldn't help but tighten his embrace around Shen Binan's waist.
"What are you doing?" Shen Binan asked, clearly understanding Fang Yi's actions.
