Ye Xinya (34)

There was no way Jiang Li could tell Ye Xinya about him not being Jing Mo so he only kept his quiet and allowed her to cry all she wanted. It was obvious there were various thoughts running in her head, but he had no way to guess them and address them. Thankfully, no matter what, he knew those that would run in her mind were random thoughts favorable to him. If his guess was correct, she felt that he was too pitiful because of his childhood. Otherwise, why would she refuse to go home even after reassuring her that he was fine?

"So did you intentionally fly your car to my penthouse while dressed like that because you've planned beforehand to stay all day here? To comfort me?" A corner of his lips went up as he sneered and made fun of her get-up.

Her eyes were red from crying for an hour but she looked so at home as she crossed her legs on the couch wearing that cute footwear. "It's your fault that I'm worried." Angrily, she spat out.