In the car, Yan Luoxi turned to look at the man who was pursing his lips and not saying a word. She withdrew her gaze, heavy with thoughts. What is he thinking now? Is it because Li Youran and Yang Rui are together that his expression looks so grim?
She turned her head to look at the rapidly retreating streetscape outside the window. Did part of the reason her bid was rejected have anything to do with Li Youran?
Suddenly, warmth spread over the back of her hand. Yan Luoxi lowered her eyes to see the man's hand covering hers, gently tightening its grip, and his deep voice sounded in her ear, "What are you thinking about?"
Yan Luoxi hesitated for a moment, and said, "Li Yeqi, did you ever like Li Youran?"
Previously, she hadn't had the courage to ask him this question because she feared the answer would be yes, since Li Yeqi had always been almost harshly indifferent to Li Youran.
Li Yeqi turned to glance at her, "Why are you asking this?"
