"Yiran...you... didn't you say..." Lu Yixiao stuttered, speaking to Chen Yiran while wracking his brain about how to continue the script.
Chen Yiran swept his indifferent eyes over him and said coldly, "Mr. Lu may have misunderstood me. Although we have enjoyed each other's company, I have always treated you as an ordinary friend. My willingness to return to Snow Technology is due to my admiration for your personal ability and charisma. However, I indeed don't harbor any romantic feelings for you. I have always been proper and respectful in our interactions, I don't believe I've done anything that could've lead to any misunderstandings. So, I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, I really cannot accept you."
Lu Yixiao stared dumbfoundedly at Chen Yiran, who had just spouted a long-winded explanation. He reached out, grabbed Tianxin's chin, and leaned over to lightly kiss her rosy lips.
"Uh... I feel better now," Chen Yiran mumbled to himself.
