He lost, truly lost. Even if he were to win Lin Yanping's body in the future, he would never gain her heart.
"Junior Sister! Why are you treating me like this? Have I not been good enough to you? Is all that I've given not worth your attention?" Li Dafeng was heartbroken and utterly bewildered.
He didn't understand what made him lesser than Lin Yifan. If it was looks he had the looks; if it was talent, he had the talent; why didn't Junior Sister like him?
Li Xiaofeng knew his elder brother was very sad, so he consoled him, "Brother, don't be upset. That kid is dead, so it won't be long before Senior Sister Lin starts to forget him."
"Forget him? What nonsense? It's been so long, and she still hasn't forgotten! Do you think now that one Lin Yifan is dead, if thousands more appeared, what would we do?" Li Dafeng asked.
Now, he was thoroughly disheartened and decided not to continue acting foolishly.
