"No, how many times do I need to tell you? From beginning to end, I've always seen you as her. It's impossible, and I won't fall for you."
His entire heart was with Wen Cai, and she wasn't her, so how could he possibly fall for her?
"If you're okay, just leave. I hope you won't appear in front of me again." Fu Rong's face was full of disdain.
"If I worked hard to become her, is there even the slightest chance you might like me?" the woman asked, unwilling to give up.
Even if there was the tiniest possibility, she would strive for it because he was worth it.
"No chance." Fu Rong answered resolutely.
The last bit of light in the woman's eyes dimmed, her gaze brushing past Fu Rong's brows and eyes.
He was the most handsome man she had ever seen, so handsome that no one else could compare, which was why she inevitably fell for him at once.
But he was also colder and more unfeeling than anyone, even if she knelt down and begged, he wouldn't show her a bit of compassion.
