When Lin Zhenxin came out of the bathroom, Li Yanan was standing on the balcony smoking.
Maybe... he was really angry.
She walked over to Li Yanan and reached out to take the cigarette from his mouth.
"Whenever I think about it, if there had been the slightest mistake back then, you would have become someone else's woman, sleeping beside someone else... Not knowing if you're living well or poorly makes my heart feel empty."
Hearing these words, Lin Zhenxin's heart trembled slightly, and she couldn't tell if what she felt was bitterness or sourness.
"You say you don't believe in love, you don't believe in marriage, so it doesn't matter if you marry anyone just for an apartment."
"Zhenxin, in your eyes, do you think you're that unimportant?"
Li Yanan turned his head, his dark eyes meeting hers with such intense emotion that Lin Zhenxin almost couldn't breathe.
Even as the cigarette butt was about to burn his fingers, he didn't notice.
