Does He like Her or Does He Only Want to Bed Her

Yue Tingfeng smiled and said sarcastically, "You won the bet."

"It seems like I have."

Both of them entered into silence once again.

Yan Qingsi glanced at him. His calm silence showcased his elegance, pride, and unapproachability.

Yue Tingfeng was a man of many faces. Every face seemed real, but at the same time, it felt as though they were all fake.

His ability to put up with her might be because he truly took a liking to her, but then again, it may be because his sole intention was to bed her. Yan Qingsi did not dare to confirm anything at that point.

When a person had gone through a lot in his or her life and became the subject of many a plot, that person would undoubtedly be predisposed toward looking at others in their worse light.

Such circumstances were heartbreaking.

Yan Qingsi asked Yue Tingfeng, "Do you believe it was a coincidence when she showed up?"

"Pfft."