Huangfu Jingchen was very happy; in Wenjing's gaze, he finally felt a different kind of affection. This time Wenjin did not evade; although she eventually shifted her gaze in a bit of panic, her eyes told him she should have him in her heart as well.
Does this mean that Wenjin has finally accepted him?
He couldn't help but step forward, speaking softly: "Whenever I want to find you, I will find you! Wenjin, in the future, if anything happens, I hope you will think of me. I can help you, and I'm very willing to help you!"
Xia Wenjin lifted her head, her gaze locking with the young man's eyes.
The young man's eyes were clear, sincere and deep, filled with tenderness.
In the past life, she heard too many sweet words, but she felt none could touch her as deeply as the gaze of the young man at this moment.
Only through contrast did she realize that the person who spoke sweet words so easily had calculation in his eyes, a slight sense of detachment, or perhaps perfunctory.
