He chuckled and Sheng Yang frowned slightly. "Why are you laughing?"
She was embarrassed by his laugh. When other girls were shy, they would pull on their sleeves and become cautious. When she was at a loss for what to do, she would pick up a pen and write a series of complicated equations on a piece of paper…
Yi Juncheng couldn't see this, so he just said slowly, "You care about me."
Sheng Yang didn't say anything.
She neither admitted it nor denied it.
Returning to the capital was equivalent to walking into a trap, which made it even more dangerous.
She did care about him.
Although she didn't reply, Yi Juncheng was already very satisfied. He was seeing a small improvement in his relationship with Sheng Yang. Although it was slow, it was progressing at a constant speed.
This relationship was like a night-blooming cactus. It was difficult to get it to bloom, but once it bloomed, the flower would be stunningly beautiful.
