Xu Yuan turned around and knocked on Xu Chengfeng's door before entering his room.
Zuo Yue turned her head back from afar. When she saw her mother enter her uncle's room and recalled what her uncle had said earlier, her heart began to throb in pain.
Did she really like her uncle?
Did he really like her? The kind of love between a normal man and woman?
Otherwise, why would it be so uncomfortable…
Zuo Yue returned to her room listlessly. After taking a shower, she lay on the bed. Her mind and heart were filled with every little bit of time she spent with Xu Chengfeng. Although it was not long, it seemed that every time it happened, it would trigger the most sensitive nerve in her heart.
Also, he was clearly determined to leave just now. He stayed because of her.
Zuo Yue turned over and curled up on the bed. She pulled the blanket up and forced herself to sleep with her head closed.
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