Hidden identities of the AI Heiress

Chapter 1015: Chapter 1015: Professor Han, Aggressive Counterattack

Pei Ya shouted out this sentence in a moment of desperation, but once the words escaped his mouth, he realized it wasn’t a bad idea at all.

His moral code forbade him from doing something without taking responsibility afterward.

Han Wang remained silent for a long time, then lifted his hand and touched Pei Ya’s forehead, muttering, “No fever… So you must be crazy?”

“I’m not sick, and I’m definitely not crazy.” Pei Ya defended himself.

Han Wang lowered his hand, his expression neutral as he asked, “Not sick, not crazy, then why are you spouting nonsense?”

Pei Ya declared boldly, “You’re already my woman. I have to take responsibility for you.”

Han Wang replied decisively, “It was just a one-night stand. No need for responsibility.”

Pei Ya felt like his heart was taking a thousand hits. How had the situation turned into him being the victim here?

Excuse me! Woman across from me, can you not be so indifferent?!

The more he thought about it, the more suffocated he felt, but his stance remained steadfast: “I don’t care. I want to marry you.”

Han Wang: “…”

A vein on Han Wang’s forehead nearly popped. She wanted to punch Pei Ya.

“Since I’m already your man, you have to take responsibility.” Pei Ya flipped the narrative, “You slept with me, my innocence is gone. Professor Qiao taught us that no matter what we do, no matter the outcome, whether good or bad, we have to take responsibility for it.”

Han Wang’s mouth twitched in disbelief. It was her first time encountering someone so eager to get married.

Is this some kind of self-inflicted torture?

She asked, “You like me?”

Pei Ya answered without hesitation, “I like you.”

Han Wang: “Heh.”

Pei Ya shifted gears, “Of course I like you, but right now it’s more like the kind of affection I’d have for a little sister. Things happened so suddenly—you can’t expect me to immediately transform it into another type of liking. That would be forcing the issue. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to love you soon enough. We can cultivate feelings after marriage.”

Han Wang narrowed her eyes, staring at Pei Ya, who looked like he was ready to die valiantly. Suddenly, she leaned in close.