Xiyan held her breath.
The next second, she heard Yin Qianze softly say a few words, "Because of me."
Ou Jue's thin and sensual lips pressed into a handsome, straight line.
Lowering his gaze, he rubbed the coffee cup with his hand.
"Because of you?" Xiyan's eyes widened, then she looked at Ou Jue in shock. "Are you saying the person you like is Qianze?"
Ou Jue: ...
Yin Qianze chuckled at Xiyan's remark, helplessly holding his forehead. "Xiyan, your imagination is running too wild. What I meant is that Ou Jue's unusual behavior these days is entirely because of something that happened a few years ago. Back then, when Ou Jue and I had just entered middle school, our families had been deeply intertwined since childhood. To me, Ou Jue was like a brother."
