The sourness in her heart made Fu Hanyao feel painful. Suddenly, she felt that she could not lose the teenager, although she could not find a reason why she didn't want to lose the teenager.

"Denderson, can't I apologize to you?" Fu Hanyao blushed slightly, which was the first time that she had spoken to a person of the same age who was so inferior, like a lonely pursuer.

"Apologize to me?" Danxuan turned slowly and looked at Fu Hanyao in dismay. It seemed that he wanted to make sure that his ears were not misheard.

Fu Hanyao nodded slightly and continued, "I always bullied you before. I apologize to...