Jiang Yutang fell silent for a moment.
He sensitively noticed that Ye Liangyan's emotions seemed a bit off, and what she said was "marriage alliance," not marriage.
With a soft chuckle, he said, "Do you want to hear the truth?"
Unexpectedly, the woman's faint voice came through, "... then you might as well tell a lie."
"..."
The man's deep and magnetic laughter was tinged with a hint of helplessness, "The lie is—that I want to marry you."
"..." Ye Liangyan was stunned for a moment, feeling inexplicably a bit of heart palpitation, her lips curling into a faint smile.
Indeed, lies are always the most pleasing to hear.
Both people fell silent again.
It seemed that they had something to say but neither spoke, as if they were waiting for the other to start the conversation.
At that moment, the sound of the bus reaching the station rang out.
