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Cheng Anya, shocked by Louis's straight-talking, opened her eyes wide in disbelief!

He had fallen in love with her?

What kind of story was this? They had just known each other for ten minutes, and he had fallen in love with her?

What was this love at first sight?

How outlandish!

"That… Mister…" Cheng Anya made a formal smile in response to her funny yet sad encounter. "I feel that you are spouting nonsense. You do not even know my name!"

"That does not matter. What matters is that I have fallen in love with you. I fell in love with you at first sight. Touch my heart, for it beats for you! Can you feel it?"

That said, French and Italian men were the epitome of romantic antics. If romance could be equated to cheesiness, Cheng Anya would rather avoid such a goosebumps-inducing romance.

She could see from afar… the goosebumps on her elbow raising and twitching.