Did you like it?

Wu Yuxuan's gaze was steady on her, his lips curving into that familiar, knowing smirk.

"I barely even talked to anyone back then," he mused, his voice low and smooth. "Father would scold me because I spent the whole night just looking at you."

Chen Lin rolled her eyes, though she fought the fluttery feeling in her chest.

"Serves you right," she quipped, tilting her chin up.

"I'm starting to think you were a creep, Wu Yuxuan." Her tone was light, teasing—anything to mask the warmth spreading beneath her skin.

He chuckled, deep and rich, stepping just a fraction closer.

"I might've believed you… if it weren't for how red you are right now." His dark eyes glimmered with amusement. "You can pretend all you want, but I know you like hearing how much I liked you even back then. Otherwise, you wouldn't have asked."

Chen Lin pressed her lips together, refusing to let him see just how right he was.

But Wu Yuxuan wasn't fooled.