Her bravery was something he hadn't expected.
He didn't dare face her eyes, so he lowered his gaze and looked aside: "What do you mean being with me? I don't understand what you're saying."
Yan Yu bit her lip in frustration.
She was already standing at the edge of the cliff, some words had surged to her teeth, needing to burst forth.
But... the shyness of being a girl made her hesitate for a moment.
She stared hard at his side profile.
Damn it, he was blushing. His cheeks were right in front of her, layers of red blooming.
Who asked him to be white? All the redness on his face was unguarded, open before her.
What should she do?
She took a deep breath, held her breath: "Ben Shaming, what I mean is to tell you—I'm not as compassionate as you think, nor am I a volunteer for any missing persons organization. I had no obligation in the past two years to worry about you and search for you painstakingly."
