Wen Zhiyao's cheeks were burning hot, her hands trembling slightly at her sides. Listening to these words, her heart was filled with joy.
Jiang She, he had already taken a place in her heart.
"I know my words may seem abrupt, but they are my true feelings. I just wanted to tell you that you're the one who matters most to me, I yearn to see you every day. Even the simplest conversations with you are meaningful to me."
The look in Jiang She's eyes was soft and affectionate, unbearable sweetness seemed to ooze from them.
Wen Zhiyao felt as if she might suffocate, enveloped by his gaze.
"Mr. Jiang..."
"Shh, I don't want to hear you call me Mr. Jiang. I want to hear you call me by my name," Jiang She placed his finger on Wen Zhiyao's lips.
Wen Zhiyao hesitated for a moment, following Jiang She's suggestion, and said, "Jiang She..."
Jiang She nodded satisfactorily, "Sounds so good, say it a few more times."
