What did he mean by suddenly switching to second person in his words?!
Could it be that he was certain she would see this diary?
But no! She had been sneakily reading it! Did he know she was spying on his diary?
But if he had found out, wouldn't he have shown some reaction these past few days?
What on earth was going on?
Upon pondering over this sentence, it seemed like a hypothetical statement, a question he posed to himself - but was it truly as she thought it was?
There was no way of knowing.
After racking her brains and still being clueless, she decided that since he wasn't home, it wouldn't matter. So, she turned the pages and continued reading.
Su Chaoyang's diary didn't have much literary grace; it simply described events like keeping a daily account, albeit with reflections of his inner emotions. Yet, in Mu Xiangwan's eyes, even these plain and ordinary words carried a thread of sweetness and happiness, feeling much more enjoyable than any other bestselling novel.
