Just as he was wondering, Lin Shanshan had thrown herself at him, rushing into his embrace.
"A beautiful woman throwing herself into my arms?"
Lin Yifan was puzzled; it was too sudden, and he wasn't ready yet.
"She was indeed hiding her killer move; it turns out this is her real strength."
Lin Yifan couldn't help but admire that this move could indeed knock down many hot-blooded youths.
However, he knew that Lin Shanshan's intentions were not kind, so he heightened his vigilance and began to circulate his cultivation power to protect his body and prevent her from succeeding.
The Lin Shanshan who threw herself into Lin Yifan's arms underwent a one-eighty-degree change in attitude, acting like a shy, tender young woman and bashfully said, "Yifan, actually... I like you."
Lin Yifan laughed inwardly. Lin Shanshan would really stop at nothing to achieve her goals, even if it meant sacrificing her charm—admirable, indeed.
Since Lin Shanshan wanted to play dirty, he would join her in the game; so he hugged her tightly, excitedly saying, "Shanshan, me too, I've been infatuated with you for a long time."
Being held so tightly by someone she detested made Lin Shanshan feel extremely nauseous, especially hearing such disgusting words.
But the conspiracy was yet to succeed, and she still needed to endure; so she acted in pain: "Yifan, you're hugging me too tightly, can you let go of me?"
"No! We've finally come together after so much difficulty; I don't want to lose the feeling of your warmth so quickly."
Lin Yifan pretended to be heartbroken and refused to let go.
"But, I can hardly breathe; can you release me?"
"No! Unless you kiss me."
Lin Yifan made an excessive demand, curious to see how long Lin Shanshan, the fiery girl, could endure.
"You jerk! How could you?!" Lin Shanshan cursed inwardly, fuming with anger.
Throwing herself into his arms was already her biggest sacrifice; if she also had to kiss him, it would truly be a loss not worth the gain—she absolutely couldn't do that.
So, she pleaded with a sorrowful face: "Yifan, please, let me go and let me breathe, will you?"
"No, I won't let you go, not even a bit."
Lin Yifan shamelessly held on to Lin Shanshan.
Since it was all an act, then might as well perform well.
"You pervert, you scumbag, always taking advantage of me," Lin Shanshan could no longer contain her anger, having reached the limits of her tolerance.
However, to accomplish the conspiracy, she couldn't give up halfway, so she suppressed her rage and questioned, "Are you sure that if I kiss you, you will let me go?"
"Yeah! Just one kiss from you and I'll release you," Lin Yifan replied readily.
"Then close your eyes, please!"
Lin Yifan quickly closed his eyes, quietly waiting for the beautiful woman's kiss, wondering what it would feel like.
But, he was being too optimistic; how could Lin Shanshan give him a real kiss?
Lin Shanshan kissed her two fingers and then pressed them against Lin Yifan's face, saying, "I've kissed you! Now let me go quickly."
"No, that's a fake kiss; it doesn't count. I want a real kiss."
Lin Yifan refused to accept it; if he let it count, it would be too cheap for Lin Shanshan.
"You disgusting pervert, still wanting my real kiss? Keep dreaming," Lin Shanshan swore inwardly with revulsion.
At this moment, she felt terrible all over, really not wanting to stay in Lin Yifan's embrace for even half a second.
But, having invested so much already, it would be such a waste to give up now, so she clenched her teeth and argued, "You didn't specify if it was a real kiss or a fake kiss just now; now that I've kissed you, you should keep your promise and let me go."
"You're being deceitful; I won't accept that," Lin Yifan replied.
"So you're willing to be the villain then?" Lin Shanshan inquired.
"Haven't I always been a villain in your eyes?" Lin Yifan retorted with a sneer.
"No! In my heart, you've always been upright and forthright, a true gentleman of his word," Lin Shanshan covered her heart and replied.
As she spoke these words, she disgusted herself.
Lin Yifan couldn't help but laugh again. Lin Shanshan was really pushing the limit to achieve her plan, not even sparing her own conscience—remarkable, indeed.
"Thank you for your compliment; I didn't think I was so wonderful in your heart," Lin Yifan said with a radiant smile, slyly.
"So... can you let go of me now?" Lin Shanshan asked.
"No! Without a real kiss, I refuse to release you," Lin Yifan answered adamantly.
Hearing this response, Lin Shanshan wished she could flay Lin Yifan a thousand times.
This despicable man fooled her into a kiss, fooled her into praise, fooled her into a hug, and most crucially, fooled her regarding propriety—all unforgivable sins.
Now, she faced two choices: one was to stomp on Lin Yifan's foot, causing a scene and falling out with him; the other was to kiss Lin Yifan, getting him to unclasp his hands.
"Which path should I choose?"
After pondering for a while, Lin Shanshan still felt that falling out with Lin Yifan at this moment would be an unwise choice with too much to lose. Yet, the thought of giving her first kiss to a man she loathed made her want to go mad.
"To kiss or not to kiss?" Lin Shanshan silently questioned herself, extremely hesitant.
Making this decision was indeed very hard; on one side was duty, on the other was personal interest, and it was impossible to have both.
"Anyone who wants to accomplish great things must not sweat the small stuff. Joining the trade, one should realize there will be sacrifices to make one day," Lin Shanshan consoled herself, trying to psych herself up.