As he looked at her rational and calm face, Leng Yejin's facial muscles were so tensed that they were cramping. He smiled coldly. A hint of gloominess flashed across his eyes, and he looked desolate in the drizzling rain.
you're right. I do have some feelings for you, but I won't give you that choice, sister-in-law.
He looked at her and mumbled the word 'sister-in-law'. For a moment, Tong Lu did not know if she was imagining things, but he seemed to have distanced himself from her.
With this distant tone, he firmly held her arm and finally released all his strength.
Tong Lu felt as if something was stuck in her chest when she suddenly regained her freedom. Then, her heart felt empty.
That kind of feeling was inexplicably uncomfortable.
She clutched the corner of her clothes tightly and tried to appear calm. "Yes, I'm just making an analogy." Then, she smiled again, but the smile she pulled out was very stiff. "You said" if,"wasn't that just an analogy?"