Sheng Yang could only let him. She knew Yi Juncheng wouldn't change his mind easily.
She lazily leaned back in her chair and waited for him to finish wiping her hand. After a long while, he finally finished the job and gently put down her hand. His eyes were still a little red and he looked different from usual.
"Sorry." He sighed suddenly.
Maybe he shouldn't have wooed her.
Suddenly this thought entered his mind.
This was an idea he had never had before, and he was shocked.
Since his childhood, he always got what he wanted. This was the first time he had such a thought. He desired to own her, but now for the sake of her safety, he was willing to stay away from her. This wasn't at all like his usual self.
"It was nothing," Sheng Yang replied lightly. In fact, for her, no matter how dangerous Yi Juncheng was, he would never be a burden to her. On the contrary, he had helped her a lot.
