Although Wei Anning was naive, she wasn't completely silly and sweet; her intelligence kicked in at critical moments. She watched Leng Yanbo warily, "Why are you being so kind? You wouldn't be scheming against me again, would you?"
"Do I really appear that despicable to you?" A shadow of gloom flitted across Leng Yanbo's eyes as he caught the skepticism in hers. He raised his hands, "OK, I admit, I truly wanted to reconcile with you, but after that night's events, I've come to realize that a love that's forced is not sweet. You're completely devoted to Leng Youchen now, and I don't blame you."
"Leng Yanbo, I'm not Wei Anjing, so from beginning to end, there's no such thing as us reconciling," Wei Anning emphasized from the very beginning that she was not Wei Anjing.
Alas, no one believed her!
As expected, Leng Yanbo didn't believe her either, "Anjing, if you trust me, leave this matter to me. I will help you find the man behind the mask."
"What's your ulterior motive?"