As she spoke these words, Yan Xiaye tried her best to maintain a graceful and natural smile, but her cheeks couldn't help but heat up.
How strange...
Even she wasn't sure when she developed feelings for Li Yuntang, yet after her confession, she inexplicably felt relieved, as if she'd been waiting for a long time.
Considering her impeccable expression and tone, the man seemed unaware of her coy flattery.
Li Yuntang curled his lips, his deep eyes rarely showing genuine amusement.
In Jianghai, listed as the most desired man to hug on magazines, Li Yuntang's handsome appearance was beyond dispute. Even while casually seated here, his inherent grace and elegance remained undiminished.
Looking at the faint smile in his eyes, Yan Xiaye found herself dazed by Li Yuntang's presence, suddenly wanting to extend this view, and awkwardly repeated, "I like you, Li Yuntang."
"Xiaye, you're suddenly so obedient, I'm a little unaccustomed to it."
"Don't talk, I haven't seen enough yet..."
