"..."
"Is it really just because of this?" Li Yuntang chuckled, lifted his hand to cup her smooth cheek, and under the moonlight, forced her to look him in the eye: "Do you care so much about your past, Xiaye?"
Yan Xiaye was slightly stunned, with no choice but to gaze into the man's dark pupils.
Of course, she would care... wouldn't she?
"Haha, you really are a silly girl." Li Yuntang's thin lips curved into a delighted smile, as he openly placed a kiss on the corner of her lips, "Or is it that all girls are like this? But Xiaye is much stronger than those socialites I've met, and she cares about this kind of thing too."
"I'm not silly!"
Yan Xiaye awkwardly glared at him, forcibly avoiding his gaze full of laughter.
