The cheers all stopped, and people silently sent their blessings to Wang Lingyu.
However, after Yan Luo answered "I know," he didn't say anything else.
Wang Lingyu couldn't help but have many questions pop up in her mind, and she couldn't help but ask him, "And then? You don't have... any other response?"
Yan Luo looked at Wang Lingyu and said, "Didn't you say you liked me? I've always known that."
He wasn't a fool; of course, he could tell that Wang Lingyu liked him. But he treated Wang Lingyu as a good friend, not as a romantic partner.
"Always known..." Wang Lingyu's ears turned red, and her face heated up. She wanted to say something, but her whole body felt weak and powerless, as if her bones had turned soft.
At this moment, she finally realized that if she wanted to get along with Yan Luo, she couldn't play any roundabout games. She couldn't speak in hints because even if he could understand, he would only deal with it at face value.
