"Don't look at me with that kind of gaze, I promise I'll stay far away from Han Yingying." Just seeing Shen Mosheng made Fu Yingjun feel a twinge of pain in his face.
Moreover, he had taken the time to reflect properly during this period. It was his ambiguous attitude that kept hurting Han Yingying and led his relationship with Zhuo Huining to this sorry state.
Han Yingying was right, if he couldn't accept her feelings or be with her, he shouldn't care for her excessively, otherwise it would only make everyone uncomfortable.
Especially Shen Mosheng, the vinegar jar, with his poisonous tongue and heavy hand; if something happened to Han Yingying again, his face might not be spared.
He wouldn't be asking for trouble anymore.
"If you say it, you better follow through," Shen Mosheng said lightly while looking at him, his words holding another meaning, "I'm not one to take pleasure in bullying others unilaterally."
