She shook her head violently, trying to shake off all those chaotic little thoughts from before.

"Pei Nian, what's wrong?"

Pei Nian lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, as if she had a fever.

"You, you're not feeling well?"

"No."

"You don't like this gun?"

Pei Nian looked slightly flustered, gripping the gun barrel tightly, her heart pounding.

Huo Jingnan circled behind her, tentatively put his arm around her, and helped her adjust her sniping stance.

"How is it?" His voice was magnetic, right next to her ear. "When I was a special forces soldier, I thought this sniping move was the coolest! But it should be even cooler for a girl to do it."

Pei Nian's breathing became slightly rapid, her limbs were stiff, and her mind was a complete blank.

Huo Jingnan was very clean; his T-shirts always had a faint, pleasant fragrance. She took a long, deep breath, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

"That's it, just like that, relax..."

Pei Nian bit her lip, regaining her composure.

There's no way things can ever go on between us...

He was the son of the Huo family, a man of outstanding military merit, and exceptionally talented.

And what about her? She's the daughter of a human trafficker, and an illegitimate child at that. Even if she finds her family, they won't dare to acknowledge her.

What makes her worthy of him?

Pei Nian shoved him away abruptly, grabbed the wooden gun, and ran into the house without looking back.

Huo Jingnan, bewildered, stood there with a blank expression.

He tried hard to recall what he had said or done wrong... but the more he thought about it, the further back he went, until he even remembered Huo Junyu's words, "When are you going to shoot her?"

So I'm clearly not wrong!

Even though it's a wooden gun, it's still like he "shot her," isn't it?