Fu Xing was about to burst into laughter, "You dare say that your attitude towards me is not like treating it as a game, or as a dream? You've been prepared to leave as soon as the dream ends, haven't you?"
He lightly tapped the spot over Lin Fu's heart, "In your heart, you've never truly considered yourself as the Duchess of Imoles, nor have you prepared yourself mentally to be the Duchess. You even know less than a maid."
His words gradually turned icy toward the end.
"You're carefully testing my limits."
Lin Fu sighed, and for the first time, she actively pushed the man in front of her away, complaining, "Why say it out loud?"
Really, if he was so blunt, how could she get into character?
"I admit I wasn't prepared, but I genuinely like you."
Anyway, deny to the death, she must cling to his powerful support for now.
