Wishful Thinking
Editor: Atlas Studios
Looking at Shen Fanxing's indifferent and solemn expression, Su Heng's throat bobbed.
"You are saying… you like him?"
All these years, he had never heard Shen Fanxing saying that she liked him.
Shen Fanxing glanced at him coldly and didn't say a word. She had no wish to continue this conversation.
"Who is it? Is it the man in the car?"
Su Heng seemed determined to get to the bottom of this matter.
"Who he is has nothing to do with you, and you have no right to know about him."
Shen Fanxing didn't want to talk to him anymore. She walked past him and got into the car.
Su Heng stood rooted to the ground and was stunned for some time. It was only when the car passed by him that he suddenly reacted and turned around. He only saw the side of the man's face.
The man seemed to be looking at him, but when he turned his head, he happened to turn away.