Pack Our Bags, We’re Staying At His Place!

Once Dong Jing returned to his seat, he gulped and said, "Master, I don't think this is the right time. Considering how Lady Qi is, she will doubt your intentions." His master's confession must have been brushed off.

They might not even stay friends.

Lu Yan cradled his forehead. He knew deep down the timing had been wrong. "It doesn't matter, I have said what I had to say—it's better than to leave things vague all the time. I want her to know what I think."

He had just delivered his words firmly when less than a second later, Lu Yan clutched his heart as if it hurt and sighed emotionally. "God, what if she ignores me after this? Or... rejects me... She wouldn't give up our friendship too, would she?"