Ye Liangyan actually hadn't given it much thought, she just felt that she and Mr. Jiang were complete strangers, with only a chance encounter between them, and there would be no further contact in the future. Therefore, it seemed best for them to keep a distance from each other.
Even if he had the ability to speak with Young Master Jiang, she could not accept his favor.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang..."
After a long silence, she spoke softly, her fingers unconsciously tightening on the strap of her backpack as she turned and walked towards the door.
It was as if she could still feel a burning gaze fixed on her back.
Jiang Yutang sat alone on the sofa, the depths of his dark eyes like a still and deep sea, calm on the surface but hiding tumultuous undercurrents capable of stirring up massive waves.
The more resolutely she rejected him, the more determined was her decision to marry.
As such, he truly looked forward to seeing what would happen.
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