Upon hearing Nangong Ran's words, Di Mingchen slowly raised his thick eyebrows, his deep eyes locking onto her.
They seemed so close like this—she clinging to his arm, he glancing sideways at her—even their breaths were so close, he could smell the sweet fragrance of her breath, a scent solely belonging to her.
His heart restless again, Di Mingchen slightly averted his gaze and answered, "You don't need to repay anything, you just need to be happy."
Nangong Ran's previously fervent eyes dimmed a little; she had originally thought that with such a deep gaze, he might kiss her right then, but instead...
What does it mean not to need repayment?
Is it a rejection?
Nangong Ran felt an indescribable taste in her heart, yet she did not retreat. She looked at him, clearly knowing that she liked him, yes, liked him a lot.
