As she guessed, some feelings were stirring within her, but it wasn't until Liang Chen confirmed it, that she felt as if something was abruptly swelling inside her chest.
Jing Haohao's breathing became a bit unsteady, and she gripped her clothes tightly. This feeling was unfamiliar, unlike any sensation anyone else had ever stirred within her.
Jing Haohao stared fixedly at Liang Chen. For some reason, she thought the man before her was entirely different from the one she had known.
Or perhaps, she had never genuinely understood Liang Chen.
About ten minutes later, Jing Haohao felt a sour sensation in her eyes. She blinked lightly, returning to reality, only to find that the man's gaze was still ardently fixed on her. His eyes held many emotions that made her heartbeat skip a beat.
Jing Haohao instinctively averted her eyes. A woman's intuition told her that Liang Chen's gaze was still on her. As a result, her heartbeat quickened, and her body temperature surged.
