Sang Qian watched the handsome face getting closer and closer to her, knowing what he intended to do. Slowly she closed her eyes, but after a long wait, his lips never descended.
She opened her eyes.
Ji Chengzhou let go of Sang Qian, "It's getting late, let's rest," and then he turned and walked upstairs.
Sang Qian could feel that Ji Chengzhou had wanted to kiss her just now, but why had he suddenly stopped?
Was it because he thought of Mu Yiyao?
Although he wouldn't betray her, was it because he held Mu Yiyao in his heart that he couldn't continue the kiss?
His body wouldn't betray her.
Sang Qian believed this.
The shadows left by his parents' issues ran too deep in his heart.
But what about his heart?
He couldn't control his heart, could he?
Never mind—whose heart he cherished wasn't something she should concern herself with, considering she didn't hold him in her heart either.