The man's hug was too tight and burning, making her heart ache.
Ye Shengge didn't want to soften herself up so quickly, so she deliberately sounded cold and stiff, indicating that she didn't welcome him.
"I'm fine. I just suddenly want to see you." The man's voice was hoarse. "I saw you smiling very happily when I came in. Is there anything good?"
He suddenly realized that he hadn't made her smile so happily in a long time. Before him, no matter how happy she was, she would always be sad and dejected.
Ye Shengge bit her lips and didn't say anything.
There was something wrong with his emotions.
However, this wasn't the anger and anxiety she had expected. Before entering the lounge, she had thought that the man was upset that she had neglected him, or perhaps he had been triggered by the comments on the Internet, so he had come to deal with her, but it didn't seem like it at all.
He even sounded sad and self-deprecating.
