Shen Yating was interrupted mid-sentence by two thumbs pressing against the corners of her mouth, unable to speak.
"Hold on a moment, Yating," Liu Chengxi suddenly said.
"Mmm... uh...," Shen Yating weakly nodded, her words muffled.
Then, Liu Chengxi slightly bent down and gently wiped away the tears on her eyebrows with the pad of his index finger.
"I understand now, no wonder you messaged me privately after I didn't reply."
Seeing how upset Shen Yating was, Liu Chengxi apologized with a bit of sadness, "It was my fault for not noticing your feelings, making you suffer so much."
"..." Shen Yating stared at him and saw genuine guilt in the eyes of this melancholic handsome man, without a hint of falsehood.
So, she felt much better.
She also thought she was being a bit silly.
Thus, she timidly asked, "Chengxi, am I being a bit silly?"
"..." Upon hearing this, Liu Chengxi immediately pursed his lips like a foreign child and said, "If you're silly, wouldn't I be an idiot?"
