Should she say it or not?
Chu Yu stared at Rong Zhi without blinking.
His facial features were impeccably beautiful and refined. His eyes were pitch black. The blackness of his pupils was like the abyss of the end of the universe, giving one an illusion of being sucked in if one were to stare into them for a while. The bridge of his nose was straight while the tip was somewhat soft. Not only was his skin snowy white, but it was also smooth, warm and exquisite, just like a slab of jade.
The two pairs of eyes stared into each other. Under such close proximity, they could surely read each other's expressions and gauge their feelings. The sharply contrasting black and white of his eyes reflected the sincerity flowing deep within his words. His eyes echoed his whispers. "Believe me."
Chu Yu looked intently at him. The derision in her eyes gradually transformed into ridicule. Believe him? She obviously did not. Not even a single word of it.
