Maya's eyelid twitched hard again. How did Leo respond to her message?!
Maya abruptly turned off her phone, and the screen went pitch black. She casually picked up a glass of juice, sipping it slowly, entirely different from her previously bold demeanor. Those who knew her well would recognize this as a sign of her feeling guilty.
Ryan's eyes were jet black and bright as he stared unblinkingly at Maya, "Why did you press your screen to death? Why aren't you looking at the message Leo sent you?"
Maya slowly turned her head to face Ryan: ...
Ryan's eyes were unexpectedly sharp.
"Oh? Really? I thought it was some spam message."
Ryan sighed helplessly, "When it comes to important matters, you've never been reliable, Maya! This morning, you inexplicably deleted your chat history with Leo. I'm... I'm really in awe of you!"
Ryan felt a bit powerless but had no choice, as he had to fully support the artist he chose, even if it was tough.
