"So, your implication, Mr. Jiang, is that it's an honor for me to be noticed by you?" Wen Zhiyao met Jiang She's gaze without flinching.
Jiang She's hand fell on her cheek, leaned in, and reminded her softly in her ear, "That's right, it's your honor to be noticed by me. Wen Zhiyao, we haven't seen each other all day today, did you miss me?"
Wen Zhiyao had been very busy all day and had no time to think about anyone else.
"No." Wen Zhiyao answered honestly.
Any other woman would probably be telling Jiang She how much they missed him in hopes of making him treat her better.
However, Wen Zhiyao didn't have such complicated thoughts.
Jiang She felt a little disappointed as he'd missed her quite a bit today.
He didn't expect her to be so heartless.
His eyes gazes slightly downward, reflecting a gleam of dissatisfaction. His hand gently lifted Wen Zhiyao's chin, forcing her to look into his eyes.
