Wen Zhiyao heard the coughs behind her; in the end, she couldn't harden her heart.
She turned back into the living room, took out a glass of water and handed it over, "Drink some water to relieve it."
Jiang She took the water she offered, drank a couple of sips to ease his cough.
Seeing the concerned look in Wen Zhiyao's eyes, uncontrollable affection for her surged in Jiang She's heart.
"Wen Zhiyao, I have never really liked anyone before, only you. If it weren't for you, I would never feel for another woman."
There was a resolute tone in Jiang She's voice.
Wen Zhiyao's heart tightened; she never expected that Jiang She would say such words to her, for a moment she didn't know how to respond.
"You don't need to pretend to be deeply devoted in front of me, I'm not in the least bit affected by such things," Wen Zhiyao boldly replied, rejecting him outright.
