Seeing Yun Shifei with her head lowered, a somewhat melancholic expression on her face, Mu Chengzhu felt uneasy as well.
He had spoken so casually, yet she agreed to it.
Was Cheng Lie's position in her heart truly that significant?
He couldn't help but recall the scenes from his previous life when she liked him. Indeed, she always seemed like this—when she liked someone, she would like them wholeheartedly, giving everything for them.
Thinking of this, Mu Chengzhu laughed, "So, can you begin to like me again?"
Yun Shifei looked at Mu Chengzhu as if she'd seen a ghost: "Don't push your luck. Are you hoping I would be with you? Even if I strongly dislike you, you'd still accept it?"
Her dark, expressive eyes lacked the light they carried when looking at Cheng Lie; instead, they were filled with absolute animosity.
Mu Chengzhu couldn't bear her gaze, so he reached out and pressed his hand over her eyes.
