Sheng Jianan raised an eyebrow: "I like you, and you like me, so why let you go?"
"I..."
Without giving Su Anle a chance to speak, Sheng Jianan continued, "Or are you going to tell me you don't like me anymore?"
"I..."
Sheng Jianan's face showed a touch of calmness, then he interrupted her, saying, "Anle, lying in front of Xiao Yi is not good."
Su Anle conceded, she indeed couldn't bring herself to admit out loud that she didn't love Sheng Jianan.
Biting her lip, Su Anle forced herself to remain calm, "Does it matter if we like each other? We can't be together anymore."
"Of course it matters, we must be together."
Sheng Jianan restrained his previous demeanor, becoming serious and earnest. Su Anle looked at him, her heart skipped a beat. The man's brows slightly furrowed, his eyes appeared especially deep, radiating a serious light, as if the world was under his control.
