Shishihua felt a little embarrassed when she saw that only she and Chen Fan were suddenly left in the room.
"Miss Shishihua, I'm really sorry about what happened just now. It was all my fault for frightening you," Chen Fan suddenly apologized. Shishihua was at a loss. Clearly, she should have been the one apologizing, so why was this man apologizing to her?
Shishihua said to Chen Fan, "I was the one who stabbed you. Why are you apologizing to me?"
"Making a beautiful girl cry is already an unforgivable sin. No number of extra wounds could make up for it." Chen Fan smiled at Shishihua.
Shishihua suddenly became very shy at Chen Fan's words and murmured flusteredly, "What do you mean, beautiful? How am I beautiful? I'm tall, and I'm not cute at all."
A surprised expression appeared on Chen Fan's face. "Has no one ever told you that you're incredibly beautiful, Shishihua? Then they must be blind. You're no worse than Asagi or Xuecai at all. You're not especially tall either—it's just right for a girl, and it shows off your figure even better. Your body is so good, your skin is delicate and fair, your hair is long, and your face is so beautiful and captivating. If you walked down the street, you'd definitely draw more attention than Asagi and Xuecai. And I can tell that you have a kind heart too. Though it would be even better if you were a little gentler with me."
The more Chen Fan praised her, the redder Shishihua's face became. Things she usually considered flaws were being praised to the heavens by him. No boy had ever called her pretty before, and Chen Fan's string of compliments was almost too much for her to bear. Yet deep down, she was