Dylan Wellington finished speaking and leaned back, his long legs lazily crossed.
Skye Brown looked at him like this, only feeling he was a stranger.
After so many years, has Dylan Wellington now been corroded by reality into such a state?
No, not corroded, he's always had the demeanor of a playboy since they met.
She could only blame herself for being too easily swayed back then, which led her into his emotional trap.
Skye Brown looked at the somewhat unfamiliar Dylan Wellington and suddenly didn't want to argue anymore.
She laid down her irritable temperament and spoke to him sincerely in a rare gentle tone.
"Dylan Wellington... I don't know what kind of person I am in your mind now. But honestly, you're really too arrogant and underestimate me."
