As Hua Yunliang posed this question, the atmosphere plunged back into an awkward space marinated in secret discomfort. (Sweat...)
Hua Yunliang and Bei Lingfeng locked eyes once again.
His gaze was sly and full of meaning, as if deliberately leading the other on, yet seeming to be provoking on purpose.
His previous openness seemed to have vanished, leaving only a cold, piercing chill akin to frost.
At this moment, they were probing each other again, unabashedly testing, even confronting and competing as if no one else was around, just like countless other nights when their opinions had diverged.
Because, besides the two of them, there was only Ye Feifei, but for them, Ye Feifei hardly counted as an outsider.
In fact, if one were to scrutinize their relationship, it would still be somewhat awkward.
