"So why are you bringing it up now? Explain yourself."
When it came to this question, Xu Ruyan glanced at Chu Tian again.
Good heavens! Chu Tian, who was engrossed in his meal, looked like he was about to cry. For goodness' sake, why does she keep staring at me?
Xu Qingqiu wasn't a fool. She would have seen Xu Ruyan's obvious glances even if she were an idiot.
Although he appeared indifferent at that moment, little did anyone else realize that a high-heeled shoe had long been pressing down on his foot under the table, and was now hovering over the instep.
Eventually, Xu Ruyan repeated the words Chu Tian had used to persuade her back then. After all, some things can't be kept secret forever; it's better to confess sooner and find relief, rather than let the pressure build until things become unmanageable.
But after Xu Ruyan had spoken for a good while, Xu Qingqiu still showed no reaction.
