Zhou Junlin stared at her as if she were a stranger, his voice a mixture of anger and embarrassment. "Song Lianhe, is that something a lady should say?"
Although his tone still suggested he wanted to avoid her like the plague, Song Lianhe noticed that he hadn't denied it immediately. That truly surprised her.
Zhou Junlin had always been blunt and decisive with her original self, never giving her an ounce of hope when it came to his feelings. A simple "You think you're worthy?" would have been enough to put her back in her place.
Unlike now, when his first thought was whether she "should" say such a thing, not whether she was "worthy."
It was obvious she wasn't the only one who'd noticed; even Zhou Xilan, just on the other side of the wall, had sensed it.
She stood frozen at the base of the wall, her mind going blank for a moment.
After asking her question, Song Lianhe looked at Zhou Junlin with an expression of disbelief.
