After Li Wenwan left, Wang Xinyi blocked me in the room.
"Last night...how did it feel?"
Thinking back to the night of passion with Li Wenwan, I couldn't help but blush.
Yet it was endlessly memorable.
I didn't say anything, because admitting directly felt inappropriate, but denying it would be deceiving Sister Xin Yi, something I didn't want to do.
Seeing me stay silent, Sister Xin Yi didn't continue to press me, but the look of loss in her eyes was evident.
Indeed, she truly cared.
"Actually, Li Wenwan is a really nice woman, and now she's divorced."
"If you two could be together, that would be a good choice."
I don't know if it's my illusion, but when she said this, what I felt was immense disappointment and heartache.
My heart felt heavy, feeling like my actions had truly hurt her.
But I didn't know how to explain it.
"Sister Xin Yi, I..."
"Alright, you don't need to explain to me, right? I've already said, now I'm not anyone special to you."
