Perhaps it was because she came from a business background, but Xu Si had never witnessed unwavering emotion in her life. Even well-negotiated business deals could crumble due to tangled interests, let alone a union between two people with no such ties.
Pei Zhen's words were like an unexpected summer breeze, arriving abruptly, so tender they could drown a person.
Xu Si finally looked up, casting an inquiring glance at Pei Zhen.
He was sitting on the sofa, leaning forward, gazing at her seriously.
The expression in his eyes was deadly sincere.
Love brimmed over.
Those beautiful eyes were always fixed on her, never straying for a moment.
Xu Si extended her pinky, hooked it around his high nose bridge, and touched the tiny, bright red mole there. No one had taught her how to face such ardent emotion; she couldn't bring herself to utter any overly formal words of gratitude. After thinking for a moment, she exclaimed, "You're so good. Like an angel."
