However, when she was truly beside Chen Yi, Miss Lin did not get what she wanted. Yin Weiyin guessed that in Lin Wanxiao's thoughts, she merely wished for Chen Yi to treasure her dearly. Yet she used etiquette to decline repeatedly, giving cold and indifferent responses. Only rarely did she reluctantly entrust him with her heart, but this night's entrustment would be retracted the next day, distancing him even more than before.
How laughable?
The joke was not that Lin Wanxiao had such thoughts, but rather that Chen Yi indeed had some lingering affection and sentiment for her, but it never reached that extent. He wanted to possess her, and that's all there was to it.
All that hope and yearning ended up being Lin Wanxiao's own wishful thinking deep inside her heart.
Yin Weiyin sighed lightly,
Chen Yi's feelings toward this Lin family young lady who was no longer a widow were faint. How could she not know?
