Qiao Chen frowned.
"Shouldn't you be at the banquet?" Shen Xin looked at him and asked softly, "Why are you here?"
Qiao Chen said, "I…"
Before he could say anything, she smiled and continued, "Qiao Chen, you're really making me misunderstand. Don't tell me… you really like me."
Shen Xin was just teasing him, but Qiao Chen's expression changed.
He clenched his fists and kept quiet.
Shen Xin looked up in surprise.
Qiao Chen should have retorted.
But he didn't.
She couldn't help but get her hopes up.
"Qiao Chen, y-you really like me?"
Qiao Chen was still silent. He clenched his fists even tighter. Under the girl's shocked and disbelieving gaze, the young man's delicate face turned a little red.
Shen Xin was shocked by his reaction.
Although she felt that it was impossible.
Even when she asked, she didn't have any hope.
But his silence made Shen Xin realize something.
