The intensity in his gaze caught her off guard. It wasn't just anger—it was something deeper, something he was fighting hard to suppress. Lu Jianjun held her gaze, his silence stretching between them like a fragile thread on the verge of snapping.
Li Na swallowed, frustration curling tight in her chest, but beneath it was something she didn't want to name.
"Then stop pushing me away," she said, her voice softer now, edged with a vulnerability she hadn't meant to reveal. She had felt this distance growing in between them since the reception night, widening into something vast and unspoken. Lu Jianjun wanted to ignore her and she was damn sure somewhere he wished she would disappear from his life forever, he had tried ignoring her, shutting her out with a precision that felt almost defensive.