Who can understand the thoughts of a mad dog?
"Could it be rabies, out of control?" Yun Jianchen asked in confusion.
Song Huanyan nodded, "It's quite possible."
Yun Jianchen looked at Song Huanyan, "Do you really... have no feelings for Yun Zuoyi anymore?"
"..." Song Huanyan glared at Yun Jianchen fiercely, "Yun Jianchen, is it that you have no confidence in me, or is it that you have no confidence in yourself? Or is it that... you have too much confidence in that jerk, Yun Zuoyi?"
"..." Yun Jianchen pursed his lips.
Alright, he regretted asking.
He was being nosy.
Yun Jianchen glanced at the time on the wall.
It was three o'clock in the afternoon now, what to do?
Take a nap?
He wasn't sleepy.
Go to the office to work?
He had already come home and didn't feel like going to the office, besides, there was nothing important at the company.
So...
Yun Jianchen looked at Song Huanyan.
His gaze slowly turned fervent.
