Bi Yunyan spoke softly:
"Ever since the younger generation's Friendship Battle, I've really wanted to come find you. I even drew a portrait of you for that."
Bi Yunyan reached up and scratched her head, looking somewhat embarrassed. "What I mean by saying this isn't that I like you; I'm just finding an excuse for my own cowardice."
"Because, to be honest, the three of us are all innocent in what happened today."
"So, what I mean is... you don't need to feel any pressure. You have plenty of women to choose from, and there's no need to put effort into a woman who has nothing to do with you. So, fundamentally speaking, I'm the one who pressured you this time—using an unavoidable situation and a woman's honor to force you to submit."
Bi Yunyan raised her head and looked into Fang Che's eyes. Bravely, she said, "So, what I want to say is that you really don't need to mind it. I'm the one who benefited from this. If there's a future for us—if we can still have a future—I hope you'll consider me because of what happened today and give me a chance."
"Don't feel that you have to take responsibility because of what happened today, and don't force yourself to accept me because of my one-sided feelings. What I mean is, if I come to like you, and you eventually come to like me... I want a chance for us to be together."
Fang Che's heart trembled.
He suddenly saw Bi Yunyan in a whole new light.
From those words, Bi Yunyan's true nature had been laid bare.
She was an exceptionally traditional woman to the bone, the sort who was gentle, mild, and serene beneath her mischievous, lively exterior.
With those words, she had placed everything