Speaking of the art department, Zhang Fan remembered something, his eyes deep and thoughtful, as if lost in memories.

During his freshman year of college, while he was doing volunteer work, a girl came up to Zhang Fan and asked, "Hi, could you be my male model?"

Zhang Fan was in a hurry to find work and directly refused, saying, "I don't have time!"

He didn't even glance at the other person before walking away.

The voice in his memory overlapped with Yuan Xin's, and Zhang Fan suddenly realized: "So it was you who asked me to be a model that day. I really didn't have time at the time."

Yuan Xin was taken aback: "You didn't reject me?"

"What rejection?" Zhang Fan asked, bewildered.

He did hear from his classmates that he had hurt the girl, making her cry all night in her dorm, and that they told him to go and comfort her and not be so ruthless.

Zhang Fan had no recollection of this incident and assumed the other party had mistaken him for someone else or was talking nonsense.

The struggle in Yuan Xin's eyes vanished, replaced by a helpless smile, followed by a sense of relief: "Perhaps you were young back then and were quite decisive in rejecting people, which really hurt me deeply."

Judging from her expression, Zhang Fan felt that Yuan Xin must have misunderstood something, so he said honestly, "I just refused to be your model, is it really that hard to be this upset?"

Yuan Xin: "I wrote you a love letter back then, and Shen Ping helped me deliver it. That's how you two got together."

Zhang Fan was stunned. He and Shen Ping had indeed become acquainted because of a love letter. The love letter contained an excerpt of Zhang Fan's favorite poem, written in a beautiful hand.

Later, Shen Ping confessed her feelings to Zhang Fan many times, and Zhang Fan was moved by her sincerity and finally agreed to be with her.

After becoming lovers, Zhang Fan felt that as a man, he should be responsible and try his best to be a good boyfriend.

What happened next was Shen Ping climbing the social ladder and hurting Zhang Fan.

Hearing Zhang Fan's explanation, Yuan Xin was stunned for a moment, wanting to verify one thing: "So, were the things you said about belittling me back then true or false?"