What she said was true.
She wasn't angry at him; what upset her was Nangong Xu. Coupled with Ruan Tianling's injuries, her mood was weighed down with sorrow.
That's why she couldn't even muster a fake smile.
Ruan Tianling didn't understand what was going through her mind. He didn't believe her and said, "You're definitely mad at me. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hide it from you—I just thought I could handle it, and I didn't want you to worry."
"I understand, truly."
"You're really not mad at me?"
"Hmm." Jian Yufei nodded lightly.
Ruan Tianling gripped her hand tighter. "Then kiss me, so I'll believe you're not mad at me."
He knew Jian Yufei well. If she was angry at someone, there was no way she'd be able to express any affection toward them.
If she were mad at him, she certainly wouldn't kiss him at a time like this.
Yet unexpectedly, Jian Yufei actually lowered her head and kissed his lips.
