"What are you thinking about?"
The sound of Yan Rusheng's voice broke her train of thought.
She was jolted back to the present. With a shake of her head, she gave him a faint smile and answered, "Nothing much. Let's go."
She linked her hand around his arm, naturally and casually.
In those few minutes, she came to a conclusion. If she kept harping on the fact that she would never be able to win his heart, she'd just be creating unnecessary trouble and agony for herself.
She should treasure what she has now. That would be the best thing to do—to take it one step at a time.
Her actions were a pleasant surprise for Yan Rusheng.
His delight was immeasurable, and every single cell in his body seemed full to bursting from excitement.
He was forced to rack his brains just to deal with this stupid woman.
