Zixin watched her expression with wonder. He thought she would feel joyous to know that he appreciated her work. For any author, it was a huge compliment for readers to love their work.
"Did I say something wrong?" He blinked, slightly anxious.
Guiying felt her voice going hoarse. "You…read my books?"
"Yes."
"You liked them?"
He nodded. "Yes."
The Summit had shaken up her confidence but a few simple words from Zixin felt as if those dark clouds of uncertainty and doubt were fading away. She glanced at Ai and for the first time, she thought she could breathe a little.
"Thank you," she sincerely said. "I am glad you liked my books."
"I like them a lot," he smiled. "You are extremely talented."
Zixin felt her hand shivering in his. He couldn't understand what was the reason behind it. But he grasped it firmer to reassure her until the shivering had stopped. "Your fingers are trembling."
