Li Zhen was very happy, yet very nervous, as this was his first time having dinner alone with Yan Xixi. His heart was almost about to leap out, like a real date.
Ordering food, serving dishes, he was nervous, incoherent, with a constant smile on his face.
Yan Xixi sighed inwardly, feeling very apologetic.
Even if it's just acting, could this hurt Li Zhen? No, she certainly didn't want to hurt him—some women think they have great charm, playing different men like pawns, yet little do they know that they can only hurt those who love them. If one doesn't love you, how could they give you the chance to hurt them?
Especially Li Zhen, after all these years, how could she not understand his feelings?
"Yan Xixi, when do you leave? Can I accompany you this time?"
She was very calm, smiling as she shook her head: "There isn't much time left, and we're headed in different directions."
