There was no flourish to his words, no grand gesture of defense—just a simple promise delivered with an honesty that caught her off guard. His eyes didn't waver, and for a moment, it felt as though he was letting her see something unspoken, something guarded yet profound.
Li Na's breath faltered, her resolve slipping. There was something in his voice, in the way he said those words, that hit her differently. It wasn't just the content of his promise; it was the way it resonated, as if spoken not just to her ears but to the part of her she tried so hard to shield.
Her fingers twitched, her instincts caught in a quiet war. She should look away, break the moment, remind herself of the boundaries between them. But instead, she stood rooted, drawn to the calm intensity of his presence. "I trust you," she said softly, her voice steady but laden with an unspoken vulnerability.