Jian Chenxi furrowed her brows, and Lu Niange continued, "You've always been reserved with me, and even now, you've never thought about being candid with me."
The entire private room was silent.
Jian Chenxi stared into Lu Niange's pitch-black eyes, her thoughts whirling.
Lu Niange had not the slightest intention of speaking and waited patiently.
Jian Chenxi's lips were tightly pressed together, and then she reached out to grasp the teacup and took a sip. After a long while, she looked directly into Lu Niange's eyes. Her tone was still cool, her attitude still haughty, "Yes, you're right. If it weren't for me, maybe you and Ling Momo would be married by now!"
Lu Niange was silent.
His hand clenched into a fist.
Jian Chenxi looked at Lu Niange, took several deep breaths, and then blurted out the rest of her words in one go.
