You Have to Take the Helm

"Of course, you're amazing… Ok. You're not mad anymore?" Huo Shaoheng kissed her again, his tone sounded like he was patronizing a child. 

Gu Nianzhi's eyes flickered when she finally reacted. Huo Shaoheng was truly patronizing her. All the previous excitement instantly faded. She smiled with a shake of her head, leaning against Huo Shaoheng's chest and keeping quiet. She really was in over her head to believe that Huo Shao would surrender so easily. That was even less likely than the sun rising in the west… But Gu Nianzhi no longer bickered with Huo Shaoheng. 

This incident made her keenly aware of the gap between them—not only in terms of status and identity but also age and life experience. She was an 18-year-old student, as easily read as a transparent crystal to the esteemed, 28-year-old Major General Huo Shaoheng. She wasn't yet his opponent. Gu Nianzhi's long lashes lowered as she quietly lost herself in thought.