Yao Jing's face turned pale for a moment. Her gaze turned flustered too.
He knew it. He always knew that she liked him! He knew but he still pretended that he didn't know anything. This was too much! Too much!
Her fingers trembled slightly as Yao Jing raised her head. Her smile seemed a little forced. "Yang Heng, you're really not giving me any face. I'm still a lady. Even if we have known each other for so many years, I still feel awkward when you say that."
"Fine, since you don't like me pestering you, I'll respect your opinion. But, pestering and liking are different."
Why did she become so easy to talk to suddenly?
Yang Heng looked at her suspiciously. He pursed his lips. "Our families have known each other for a long time. Our parents have been friends for decades. It's better if we don't make it too ugly."
