Pei Ya couldn't keep his mouth shut for even a few seconds before he blurted out again, "You're not playing me, are you? Because I'm taking this seriously! If you try to backtrack later, there won't be a chance."
Without waiting for Han Wang to respond, he added smugly, "I knew it—how could someone as exceptional as me possibly be overlooked by you? You just didn't notice my brilliance before. But now you see it, don't you?"
"So, tell me, Han Classmate, do you regret being so cold and heartless toward me earlier? Breaking my young and fragile heart?"
Han Wang's lips twitched.
Pei Ya had completely floated into the clouds; even his walk now had a puffed-up swagger.
Waving his hand with an air of generosity, Pei Ya declared, "Although you did wound me, don't worry, I didn't take it to heart. I've even laughed it off! So, no need to feel guilty."
Han Wang: "..."
When, exactly, had she acted as if she were feeling guilty?
