Weng Xiaoyue's eyes flickered. "Brother Qi, please don't force me... Wuwu, I... the person I like is Zheng Nanxin. Brother Qi is just a brother to me."
"Do I really not have a single chance?" Zhao Kaiqi felt as though all the air had been sucked out of him. He slumped limply across the bed, his eyes glassy and vacant.
Weng Xiaoyue just sobbed and cried, refusing to give a definitive answer.
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