Hearing the word " love, " Jiang Yu instinctively furrowed his brows in discomfort, but what made him even more uncomfortable was the disbelieving vigilance and caution in Jing Tong's tone.
It was as if if his answer was yes, it would be a huge nightmare for her.
"What do you want my answer to be?"
Jiang Yu's eyes were still looking forward, and his voice didn't reveal any emotion.
"I hope you won't get a cold draft." Jing Tong laughed at himself. I don't know if there's anything on me that's worth you making use of. If it's true, I beg you to be merciful and let me go.
He was being used.
Jiang Yu's clasped hands made a clicking sound again.
"Am I that kind of person in your heart?"
