With all of these read, Yu Yan put her phone aside. Also hearing her sigh, Wang Lei looked at her, arching a brow at her.
"What's wrong?"
Yu Yan didn't answer. With her eyebrows slowly knitting together, she shook her head, giving Wang Lei a small smile instead.
"Nothing."
"Oh, Yu Yan…"
Wang Lei immediately knew what she is worrying about. He noticed that there are some parts of the article that they don't have, making her question about the love that he has for her and the kind of relationship that they will have.
It's childish for her to believe on something like this, but who could blame her? She's too innocent even for her age—like a kept woman even though she has a child and a grown adult.
"You know, Yu Yan," Wang Lei started, letting out a small sigh. "You don't have to feel bad about this, because love language differ per couple."
"Love language?"
