"Of course, it's true!"
With her affirmation, a burning light seemed to ignite in the depths of Han Wenxuan's eyes.
Even though Mu Xiangwan had never been in love before, she was somewhat adept at reading others. He had invited her out specifically to ask this, doubtless because he had misunderstood something the day before.
But why would he misunderstand? And why would he want to clarify his misunderstanding?
It could only mean he harbored… some "like" feelings for her, right?
Thinking this, the girl became even more bashful, holding her milk tea with her head bowed, not even having the courage to look up at him.
Watching her behavior, Han Wenxuan became more sure of her feelings for him. He smiled and hesitantly said, "Xiangwan... there are some things I'm not sure if I should speak about."
