Unexpectedly, she dug a pit for herself, Lin Qiao: "..."
She wanted to say no.
But she didn't dare to lie in the face of that man's gaze.
She touched the tip of her nose and tentatively said, "If I tell you, you won't hit me, right?"
The fear on the woman's face was clear, and Song Tingfan's eyes lowered slightly, "No." After speaking, he placed his hands behind his back.
Lin Qiao: "..."
What use is that, if you want to strangle someone, you can just stretch them out again, can't you?
She braced herself and said, "I don't like Hehua. My feelings for your brother are fake. It's not that I have anything against your brother, I just don't have romantic feelings, after all, your brother and I have never met..."
"I deceived you to make you feel sorry for me... I didn't completely deceive you, I was just appropriately..."
Saying this, she guiltily glanced at the man opposite and seeing his normal expression, secretly relaxed a bit.
