~|confession #41 - holy guacamole!|~

"Now that I think about it, it was definitely fate's convoluted plan to keep Fang Haoran and I in the same circles. Makes me wonder if I even had a choice. You know, what I mean, right? I think you know what I mean. And even if you don't, then I think after this, you might." Dr. Sang Tian

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The late afternoon sun cast a warm glow as Fang Haoran's car pulled up in front of Sang Tian's house. As Fang Haoran parked his car in the open garage, Sang Tian noticed that her car, which she had left parked at the jeweler's shop, was there having been picked up by a driver earlier.

Fang Haoran exited the car and walked around to open the door for Sang Tian. Leaving the painting on the backseat of his car, Fang Haoran picked up all of Sang Tian's shopping bags and even her handbag leaving nothing for her to carry as they made their way inside the Sang family mansion.