After dinner, Leng Youchen escorted Wei Anning home. The car stopped outside the apartment, and as Wei Anning placed her hand on the door handle, ready to push open the car door, Leng Youchen suddenly called out to her.
"Wei Anning."
Wei Anning turned around, looking at the man who appeared particularly deep under the night colors. Her heart suddenly skipped a beat, "Hmm?"
Leng Youchen gazed at her quietly. The woman's features were fair and delicate, her long hair draped down her back like seaweed, her eyes large, dark, and sparkling, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush, visually appealing.
"I will prove to you that as long as two hearts are close, they are invincible," the man spoke slowly, his tone firm and persistent.
Wei Anning was stunned for a moment, "Ah?"
