Perhaps it really was because he had angered the Moon God, as the starry sky was resplendent last night, but unexpectedly, a torrential downpour began early the next morning.
Jiang Chen stood inside the house, admiring the mist-enshrouded mountains, his mood pleasant, with no worries about the Moon God's punishment.
The affection meter had finally climbed to 75.
A cause for celebration indeed.
Regretful as he was, he hadn't anticipated that by somehow mistakenly turning down a great opportunity—albeit foolishly—he would actually increase Pei Yunxi's fondness for him.
It truly was a case of 'trying to pick the flower fruitlessly, but planting willows without intent only to find shade.'
As a top student, Jiang Chen was certainly not someone who ignored problems. Last night he had exhausted his thoughts, pondering for half the night and roughly analyzing the reason for this bizarre phenomenon.
He hadn't sworn an oath, which perhaps made Pei Yunxi feel his "sincerity."
Of course.
