Mu Lengxi lowered her head slightly. She knew that it could not be her, but she suddenly found it hard to breathe.
So it was not just a simple, favorable impression of him on her part? She felt like she was sinking in warmth and immersed in a pool of honey. She was at a loss when she was inundated by bliss and she did not want to wake up from it.
However, her state of reverie was ultimately shattered ruthlessly by reality. For a girl like her who could not even make a sound, or a dangerous existence that could suddenly explode like a bomb, how could she have the right to revel in the dream she created for herself.
It was impossible that she was his confession target. She did not even have the courage to have such extravagant hopes.
However, she pricked up her ears that she had subconsciously covered to escape that fact. It was a strange dilemma of her not wishing to know, but eager to know as well. Who was that lucky girl that would be the center of envy?