Gong Mingye, Admit Defeat

As she spoke, Yuan Shuang's hand landed on Gong Mingye's shoulder.

She slowly moved up, wanting to touch his face.

Disgust flashed in Gong Mingye's eyes as he avoided her without a trace.

Yuan Shuang did not mind and continued, "I know. You'll definitely hate me…You hate me, but I don't care. Because as long as I can have you, even if you hate me to death, I'm willing…"

"Everyone thinks that you're a germaphobe and that's why you're unwilling to touch women, but I know that's not the case…"

"You don't want to touch women because your mother left a shadow in your heart. But once you touch a woman, you will definitely be responsible for her. Even if you don't like her, even if you hate her to the core, you will still marry her and be responsible for her for the rest of your life."

"I grew up with you. No one knows you better than me. Shen Ziqing, you must have never touched her before…"