Lu Mianmian remained silent, not uttering a word.
A trace of disappointment flickered in Wen Mulan's eyes, "If you're not willing, it's fine, just call me however you like to."
"I... am very grateful for your help today, but apart from gratitude, I can't give you anything else," Lu Mianmian's voice echoed faintly.
Wen Mulan suddenly laughed at himself, "You don't need to give me anything, Mianmian. I didn't do all this expecting anything in return from you."
But the gentler he was to her, the less he sought in return, the more it pained her.
She couldn't refuse his kindness to her, because her family needed it dearly. With his help, her father could receive much better treatment and recover better than the doctors had previously predicted.
Yet... she understood that she was, in fact, exploiting his feelings for her, letting him make sacrifices.
