They were also wondering, had the friendship gone sour, or was the lovelorn finally turning back?
Zhao Lianmai's gaze flickered; as an observer who had never fallen in love, she saw things most clearly.
Now, although Yao Mingyue was aggressive in her approach, Nuannuan consistently struck the most crucial points with just a sentence or two.
This situation maintained a strange balance, but it seemed that the scales might have already started tipping to one side.
Xu Musen glanced at An Nuannuan, then at Yao Mingyue.
At that moment, the pride and willfulness that used to characterize Yao Mingyue were absent from her eyes, which were so fervent that Xu Musen felt a stir in his heart.
She held her milk tea, her gaze sweeping over the few people standing opposite her, including Xu Musen and An Nuannuan.
At this moment, Yao Mingyue seemed as if she were standing against the whole world.
Yet at that instant, she also seemed to suddenly sense...
