Not bad.
"In one month, I will make her willingly follow me," Lan Xiu said, eyeing the hand that Yuanya and Gong Shaofan were holding together. "During this period, you are not to harbor any thoughts about her!"
Yuanya was taken aback and tugged at the corners of her mouth.
Gong Shaofan was rendered speechless at Lan Xiu's words.
The two of them could hardly imagine the scenario Lan Xiu was referring to.
"Alright."
Gong Shaofan admitted defeat, agreeing reluctantly, yet not forgetting to pour oil on the fire, "But, you're going to lose."
"No way!" Lan Xiu said, his gaze firmly fixed on Yuanya. "My love, wait for me to take you home."
With that, old Master Lan turned and left.
Staring at Lan Xiu's car disappearing in a cloud of dust, Yuanya remained rooted to the spot for a long time without saying a word.
Gong Shaofan came over and patted her shoulder.
"Don't worry, it's not over yet."
