The night wind brushed against the tip of her nose, carrying the unique aroma of brandy from the party.
Only then did Li Yuntang realize why she had suddenly become so bold—it was the brandy that had emboldened her.
After their kiss, Yan Xiaye quietly backed away, relieved that Li Yuntang was only passively responsive and had not actively reciprocated.
Otherwise, given her current state of mind, if she had misinterpreted Li Yuntang's intentions, whether things escalated or not, she would be too ashamed to face him again.
Li Yuntang pondered silently, his dark eyes fixed on her blushing face, and he instantly understood her intentions.
This kiss was her response to him.
Indeed, she was still heartbroken over Li Beicheng's differential treatment, but precisely because of such painful experiences in the past, how could she foolishly offer her true heart to Li Beicheng again.
This wasn't the smartest strategy, but beyond that, Yan Xiaye didn't know how else to prove her sincerity.
