Ye sang rested her head on the back of the chair, and the corners of her lips moved. Seeing Duan Jinyan's good mood, she was a little absent-minded.
He had never shown any emotion.
This gift of hers was indeed a little perfunctory.
She held her chin and suddenly asked curiously, "Brother, can a person like you really fall in love with someone?"
Ye sang had always known that a person like him was not worthy of anyone's attention. Back then, Duan Jinyan was still a little gentle towards Huanhuan. Now, when she thought of his smiling face, her heart could not help but sink.
She had only seen how gentle he was towards Huanhuan.
As for the others, was it really possible for them to take down Duan Jinyan?
Duan Jinyan was silent for a moment and pursed his lips.
Love?
He had never felt it before.
Ye sang had never given it to him, let alone the others.