Coming out of the bathroom, Wen Nuan hesitated about whether to call Fu Mingyu back.
But if she did call, what would she say?
Sitting gloomily by the bed, Wen Nuan held her phone and stared at it for a long time, but finally steeled her heart and didn't call back.
Just like Li Xiaoxiao said, she and Fu Mingyu are fundamentally different people.
Whether in identity or personality, she is destined not to be his "her." The future woman standing by his side will certainly be a noble lady like Wen Ya, with good family background and looks, able to entertain guests and cook, while she has nothing.
Most importantly, he sees her as a sister, and how could a sister ever become a lover?
Sniffing, Wen Nuan left the dormitory with her bag.
Sitting in the library, faced with dense English letters, and surrounded by Fu Mingyu's raspy "Nuan Nuan," Wen Nuan felt that Fu Mingyu had too much of a hold over her.
