After a long while, Lin Fu finally regained her senses and asked uncertainly, "Fu Xing?"
"It's me," Fu Xing replied, gazing down at the person in his arms as his heartache surged uncontrollably. "Don't talk now, I'm taking you out of here."
"How did you get here?"
Fu Xing pursed his lips slightly, allowing her to lean on him as he continued to move forward using his body for support.
"I came to take you home."
Lin Fu's heart trembled, her previously firm and optimistic demeanor shattered by his words, causing a sour feeling in her heart and her eyes to brim with tears.
She wanted to ask him why he was so good to her, knowing full well that this arranged marriage wasn't fair, yet he said nothing.
"You... you shouldn't be this nice to me," Lin Fu murmured in an almost imperceptible voice.
She feared that she would become hopelessly attached.
She was just coveting his beauty and had never thought of giving her sincerity, nor did she ever hope for his affection.
