Lin Fan's eyes turned, then he smiled slightly, another mischievous idea popping up in his head, and his true nature resurfaced as he started teasing the beauty again.
"Beauty, have you seriously never heard anyone praise you before? Why are you looking so shocked and dumbfounded?"
Emotions surged in Qiu Xi's heart, a hundred feelings welling up inside; she didn't even know what she herself was feeling right now.
Happy.
Sad.
Glad.
Angry.
Helpless.
All kinds of emotions churned inside her, leaving her standing there in a daze, motionless.
Her cheeks were crimson, like ripe red apples.
One moment she stared blankly at Lin Fan, the next she was suspiciously zoning out, then she swept her gaze over the crowd.
She didn't stop, not even for a minute.
And then.
Lin Fan suddenly spoke, catching her completely off guard; her body trembled violently and she stumbled back a few steps.
It was like someone had punched her in the chest, leaving her so stifled she couldn't speak.
