"What?" Lin Yi froze for a moment before he realized that Huang xiaotao might be wrong. Women's minds were really hard to read.
Lin Yi wanted to explain, but even through the veil, he could feel Huang xiaotao's shyness, inferiority, and joy. He couldn't help but stop.
No matter how beautiful Huang xiaotao used to be, after her face was disfigured, perhaps no man would have any thoughts about her anymore. It was not strange for him to suddenly treat her so well and be misunderstood as having feelings for her. However, if he were to tell her the truth, would it hurt her?
Although he did not have much contact with Huang xiaotao and did not have any sexual thoughts at the moment, any man would probably feel pity for this pitiful but strong and kind girl and would never have the heart to hurt her.
