Plainly put, everyone is an intelligent person.
How could they not understand the subtle emotions in each other's hearts?
Rather than engaging in games, it would be better to be more obvious.
To pretend as if this incident never happened.
But Yan Jun always had a nagging worry in his heart.
"If you don't make it clear, I think Liang Yu will continue to pester you," he said.
He sneered, seemingly disdainful.
"Don't worry, even if I make it clear, Liang Yu will still cling to me, as she has been insistent from the beginning," he countered.
The room was somewhat quiet, with no one else present except for Yan Jun.
In front of Yan Jun, Pei Zhiyao was able to voice his true thoughts.
"I could tell what Liang Yu was thinking long ago, and I've already rejected her many times in private, both openly and subtly, but to no avail," he confessed.
Pei Zhiyao hung his head and continued with his work.
Yet his mood fluctuated due to Liang Yu's appearance.
