When she was new to the industry, a senior colleague told her, "If a man with a career and without any bad habits says he dares to marry you, then he probably really likes you, or he's gay, but if a man dates you for many years and doesn't marry you, then he surely doesn't love you."
Bo Yan wasn't gay, she was certain of that.
Just like how Yinchao had dated her for many years and didn't plan to marry her, she was sure Yinchao didn't like her either.
So, did Bo Yan really like her?
After many twists and turns, Yuran's face turned crimson, she subconsciously turned away from the heat of Bo Yan's gaze that could almost set her ablaze.
Bo Yan's affection was like a fiercely burning flame, surrounding you from all directions, unavoidable, inescapable, just like now; Bo Yan didn't give her any chance to evade.
His long fingers pinched her chin, tilting her whole face up.
