Mu Mian stood rooted to the spot, unable to respond for a moment, "Mrs. Gong?!"
Gong Heng put down his suitcase, walked over to Mu Mian, placed his large hand on her shoulder, leaned in slightly with a mischievous smile, and looked at her, "Mianmian, won't you admit you've fallen in love with me?"
During this time, she had been treading on thin ice, careful and cautious, jealousy consuming her, even a non-existent little scandal involving Yun Chunxue sent her into an emotional turmoil.
She had started to actively please him, cozy up to him, worry about him, cling to him - weren't all these behaviors signs of being in love with him?
Mu Mian's face turned crimson in an instant, as if he had seen through her thoughts, holding her breath, she looked at him with eyes that were both aggrieved and enduring, with the look of someone on the verge of tears.
Had she been that obvious?
Why could he see right through her?
