C507 Is It Because of Me?

Wen Mian turned her head to look at him, her face pure and innocent, like a little fairy—assuming she hadn't just pulled that stunt. The two of them locked eyes for a long time, silently, as if in a deep, meaningful gaze, with sparks flying between them.

After a while, Yih Qianbo let out a cold laugh, shrugged his shoulders, and the awkward trench coat slipped off onto the chair