Although it was easy to tell that she wasn't actually reflecting on herself, the way she said it sounded so casual, as if it didn't matter at all.
However, when Heather's gaze shifted back, she suddenly looked in a certain direction and froze for a moment.
She abruptly raised her head to look at Nian Shen, her expression meaningful: "So… you weren't lying to me…"
"..." Nian Shen's face darkened; he couldn't say a word.
"You really don't have any self-control!" Heather didn't even know what expression to wear anymore. She felt like laughing but couldn't, wanted to cry but knew that wasn't right, and even felt the urge to hit him—but, of course, she couldn't!
But honestly, if you were the one barely holding yourself back, could you still laugh?
