If any other man were standing in front of Izy today, even if he didn't like her, he definitely wouldn't feel any aversion, and would certainly speak pleasantly to her, never refusing any of her requests. But now, standing before her is Xu Ke, the one man who, besides Lin Mengyao, doesn't care for any woman's nonsense.
"No." Xu Ke coldly dropped the word, then pulled Lin Mengyao away.
Inside Lin Mengyao's heart, a mix of sour and sweet feelings surged up. She couldn't focus on the games; her heart felt both bitter and sweet, bitter from the fact that there's always some woman trying to snag Xu Ke from her, and sweet because no matter what kind of woman it is, Xu Ke's first choice is always her, never giving other women a second glance.
