Leng Youchen's phoenix eyes were deep. He stared at her without blinking, "The person I love, from beginning to end, has always been the one before me. There's no one else, no so-called substitutes."
Wei Anning suddenly lifted her head, colliding with those two deeply focused gazes.
Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
Then, she felt the irony of her own laughable expectations, he had always treated her as Wei Anjing, even when the evidence was right in front of him, he wouldn't acknowledge that she was Wei Anning.
How could he possibly fall in love with her?
She turned her head away, not wanting him to see her in disarray. She spoke softly, "If you don't agree to sleep in separate rooms, I will use every means to leave."
She couldn't stand it, his heart was with someone else, yet he was doing such intimate things with her.
