Dessert shop.
Xiaoqiao was digging into a cute heart-shaped mango mousse cake in front of her, smacking her lips, "Mmm... not as delicious as the ones made by Gu Hangshen!"
Leng Jing, who had only ordered a glass of water, slightly looked up at someone who complained about the taste but had already eaten three pieces and was expanding horizontally. She remained silent.
After finishing the last bite and restraining the impulse to order another piece, Xiaoqiao chuckled, "Really keeping your cool, huh? Even after all this, you can still stay at Tang Yu's company!"
Leng Jing's gaze moved outside the window. "What about it?"
"Tch—I don't believe you don't feel anything! Isn't it uncomfortable to keep everything bottled up inside? Sometimes, you think being indifferent is the best way to handle things, but if you keep going like this, letting nobody see through your heart, you're going to miss out on a lot."
