"However, as for Lu Jiayuan saying he has malicious intentions, there’s no evidence; I can’t agree with that. At most, I’ll just limit my contact with him in the future," Jian Anning declared.
Anning knew Situ Xuan was kind to her, and she couldn’t see him completely as an enemy. But she was also well aware that Yu Zexiao really disliked Situ Xuan. So, if they were to be together, she would definitely need to draw a clear boundary with Situ Xuan.
Still, she was skeptical that his approach to her had an ulterior motive, particularly directed at Yu Zexiao—without evidence, she wouldn’t believe such speculations.
Indeed, when Jian Anning spoke this way, Yu Zexiao’s heart immediately felt much more at ease.
He understood Jian Anning’s point. She might distance herself from Situ Xuan, but without evidence, she would reserve judgment on those claims that he had improper motives.
This woman, she wouldn’t even say sweet nothings to please him! She knew he detested Situ Xuan, and yet she spoke so sternly!
But, on second thought, if she was too concerned about his feelings and acted too slickly, she wouldn’t be the Anning he liked anymore.
He frowned, "Can’t you say something nice to make me happy?"
He had been so touched by her just a moment ago, a spark ready to explode into tremendous excitement, but now, her words had him caught between laughter and tears.
"Zexiao, I like you, but there are some principles I don’t want to violate."
Yu Zexiao, silenced by her words, took a moment before stepping forward to embrace her: "You, you... what am I going to do with you!"
How could he have fallen for someone so rigid, such a headache!
Even her sweet nothings were so stiff!
"Zexiao," she said as she gently leaned into his embrace, "You heard right just now."
"What?" He was confused, unsure why the conversation had circled back to the start.
"About me loving you," she said softly. "It’s true, too."
Yu Zexiao was taken aback.
She wasn’t one for pretty words, her confessions were straightforward and meticulous.
But it was exactly because of this that every word she said carried such a high degree of truthfulness. His heart felt sweetened.
"You don’t know, every woman has a sixth sense. I can feel that you’re starting to like me more and more!"
He suddenly remembered something, slightly embarrassed: "I’m sorry."
Jian Anning blinked: "Huh?"
What was he sorry for, she wondered?
Meanwhile, Yu Zexiao’s face grew redder: "It’s about last night, you know..."
Last night, he had gotten ready, intending to have a joyful time with her. But then, Xiaoliu suddenly fell ill, disrupting his plans.
In his heart, he knew it was because of the illness that Jian Anning couldn’t come; though he felt a hint of regret, it was understandable, and there was nothing he could do.
It was later, with the appearance of Lu Jiayuan and her inability to leave from above, which caused a significant delay, that really made him upset.
For the first time, he felt that his celebrity status brought not luck but misfortune!
It was precisely because he was a much more famous star than Lu Jiayuan that he had to stay out of the way, unable to step forward, watching Jian Anning handle someone else’s affairs as an assistant.