Fu Shiyan was taken aback, "Kiss who?"
"Su Manxi!"
"I didn't." Fu Shiyan was very firm, "I really didn't."
"I went to the hospital, saw you two kissing."
"How could I possibly kiss her?" Fu Shiyan thought carefully, "But today, when I was applying medicine on her hand, she suddenly came closer, what you saw must have been a misleading illusion."
Bathed in the silver moonlight, An Yan looked into Fu Shiyan's obsidian-like eyes, trying to discern the truth of his words.
"Yanyan, I've told you, I have no feelings for her."
An Yan thought, could it be that Su Manxi had seen her standing at the door of the hospital room and moved closer to Fu Shiyan on purpose, to create a false impression, wanting to cause a misunderstanding between them?
Fu Shiyan sighed softly, "You have to believe me, now that I have you, who else could I hold in my eyes or heart?"
An Yan hummed, muttering softly, "Who knows!"
