Chapter 118 - If I Can Cure Her, I Will Die Without Regrets_1

Rong Zhan's words made Tan Jincheng's face turn black as the bottom of a pot again.

He sneered at Rong Zhan, "I'm not afraid of her, I'm afraid of you!"

With that, Rong Zhan nearly jumped up.

"Hey, hey, really? You're afraid of me? Afraid of what, that I'll fall in love with her? No way!" Rong Zhan screeched.

Yes, he screeched.

The reason was simple: Rong Zhan had been hurt by a woman before and had sworn he would never fall in love with any woman again, and if he ever did, it would be with a man.

Of course, whether Rong Zhan was just saying this out of anger or planning to change his orientation for real, no one knew.

But this time, Tan Jincheng was so guarded against him that it made Rong Zhan extremely angry.

"Tan Jincheng, let me tell you, even if your girl is the genuine definition of a lunatic, even if she's perfectly normal, I wouldn't fall in love with her!" Rong Zhan declared firmly.