Zu He suddenly leaned in close to him, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Tell me the truth, do you not like Lin Siyuan anymore?"
After he asked, he raised his eyebrows teasingly.
He wasn't worried at all that Zhou Sicheng might not like Lin Siyuan anymore; in fact, he even hoped so.
Because the way Lin Siyuan tormented Zhou Sicheng and the hurt it caused him as a friend, he would never be able to even out the score in this lifetime.
But if Zhou Sicheng still liked her, he would still support him.
These past few days, Zhou Sicheng had been contemplating this question. His feelings toward Lin Siyuan seemed to have lost their previous intensity, that strong desire to possess her, suddenly thinking about her, suddenly missing her, suddenly wanting to see her so badly.
It seemed like it had been a long time since he had run over to her place just to secretly watch her.
He couldn't remember how long.
Seeing Zhou Sicheng spacing out, Zu He urged him to reply, "Is it or isn't it?"
