Raising her eyes, looking at the man in front of her, Feng Jinglei's heart was filled with excitement.
"You..."
Qin Feimo, however, kept his head slightly lowered, his calm, handsome face seemingly not stirred by her words, as tranquil as a lake's surface without ripples.
"Just don't dislike you, that's all."
Without waiting for her to speak, he lifted his deep, clear eyes slightly, emphasizing the deeper meaning behind his earlier words.
Feng Jinglei's expression paused slightly, understanding the implication of his words.
Not disliking her didn't mean he liked her.
"I know, you've said it before."
She lowered her head, clearly remembering him saying he could never love her in this lifetime.
That sentence made Qin Feimo's heartstrings tighten, recalling his own words that he could never love her in this lifetime...
Feeling inexplicably annoyed, he suddenly put down the bowl and spoon with a 'clap', "Are you done eating?"
