Leng Youchen stared at her intently for a full minute before slowly retracting his hand, his harsh eyebrows and eyes softening. He snorted, sounding unconvinced, "That had better be the case, otherwise..."
The rest of his words went unsaid, but the warning was heavy, and Wei Anning rubbed her chin, which pained from his pinch, a deep sense of powerlessness enveloping her heart, "Leng Youchen, is it really so hard to try and trust me just once?"
"Yes, as difficult as ascending to the heavens," Leng Youchen replied with an air of nonchalance, as if he were simply commenting on the pleasant weather, yet he was unaware of the immense impact his words had on Wei Anning.
She suddenly felt like crying. How disappointed must one be to completely lose trust in another person? If she continued to stay by his side as Wei Anjing, even if they fell in love, would he still suspect her of having impure motives should someone with an agenda stir up trouble?
