Su Li was taken aback, just about to explain when she heard Feng Ciye mumble: "Or do you think I would hurt you?"
He had always been alone, solitude was his companion, not even Ling Chenyu was an exception.
Ling Chenyu initially teased him by pretending to be his fiancée, but later, she found herself unable to hold back her feelings for him.
He cautiously waited for the person who had once given him a ray of light in the darkness of his youth, yet now she still harbored doubts and reservations about him.
Su Li didn't know how to explain, she knew Feng Ciye wouldn't hurt her, but somehow she trusted Feng Huaijin more.
"Is it because you stand by Feng Huaijin's side, and our positions are different?"
Feng Ciye stood with his hands behind his back, decisively elegant, his beautifully curved lips lifted slightly, and after a moment of contemplation, he said earnestly: "If I swear, as long as I live in this life, I will never harm you in the slightest, how about that?"
