"Are you nervous?"
Jiang Chen grew increasingly composed.
It's not shameful to like someone.
Being liked is the same.
Moreover, the matters have already occurred; avoiding won't solve them.
"I'm not nervous."
Hmm.
Still pretty stubborn.
Jiang Chen seemed to ignore the restless hands clenched by his side.
Sitting at the bar, he gestured to the swivel chair beside him, "Sit."
"No, I'm fine standing."
Jiang Chen couldn't help but chuckle.
"I'm not going to eat anyone."
Women.
Truly strange creatures.
No matter the time, even when they've made a mistake or done something they shouldn't have, they still manage to appear like victims.
Jiang Chen sighed inwardly, then said, "You were busy for so long just now, aren't you thirsty?"
Zhu Xuan stiffened before she lowered her head again. Eventually, she slowly raised her hand and took off her mask.
"Sit."
Jiang Chen repeated.
