"Finding someone you know well is certainly good, but I really don't need to get involved with someone like you," Xia Wenyan refused without a second thought.
Avril was someone he'd rather avoid at all costs; he wasn't crazy enough to marry her and bring her home.
Besides, others look for someone well-known to avoid trouble, not to knowingly walk into a minefield.
Avril clenched her fist, "Xia Wenyan, you better not be too sure of yourself! You've touched me before, and if your uncle and aunt found out, you would have to take responsibility for me eventually!"
Xia Wenyan's eyes nearly popped out of his head, "Avril, are you sick? When have I ever laid a finger on you?"
Thinking of this, he tugged at Brother Pei Huai next to him and hastily explained, "Brother Pei, I didn't, you have to believe me!"
Xia Wenyan felt as if his lifetime of reputation was about to be wrongly tarnished.
Was Avril some kind of mad dog?
When had he ever laid a hand on her?
