An Lan, I Think... I’m Falling For You

Love...

Xu Baohan's gaze deepened, his brows furrowing imperceptibly.

It wasn't that he hadn't thought about this question before, but later he realized that love wasn't reliable.

He didn't know why, but when he saw the woman in front of him say those words, he felt that if she was a book, then unknowingly, he seemed to have turned to a new and exciting chapter; this chapter stirred his heart, which had been still as stagnant water.

He had really never met a woman like her. She loved money and loved to earn money. When someone scratched her car, she would demand a huge amount of money for compensation. She loved money, but she knew how to help needy people. She loved money, and because she had money, she had the confidence to wait for love.

"An Lan, I think... I kind of like you," he pursed his dry lips and suddenly said in a low voice.