As her words fell, Li Yuntang's gaze changed subtly, and he looked down to examine her expression intently, "Is this your true heart speaking?"
"...Yes!"
As if to sever her own retreat, Yan Xiaye closed her eyes and then reopened them with a resolve that filled her eyes with a clear and cold detachment, "I don't know if my feelings for Qin Yan can be considered liking, but I do want to help him, I want to stay by his side, all of this is true."
Knowing full well that a fabricated lie wouldn't deceive the man before her, who was so guarded, Yan Xiaye purposefully framed the mutual benefits as an offering of pure love: "Qin Yan values me highly, too. He doesn't care about my past with Li Beicheng, and he announced publicly that I am his fiancée..."
Li Yuntang's handsome brows slowly furrowed, the smile in his eyes gradually replaced by seriousness, "Just because of these trifles, you fell in love with him?"
The Yan Xiaye he knew didn't seem to be such a fragile woman.