"Snap" The phone fell from her hand, Tang Yanqi's face felt burning hot.
I'm coaxing you...
Sheng Jianan's deep voice seemed to still linger in her ears. Tang Yanqi didn't bother to pick up the phone; she leaned against the wall, her head slightly tilted back.
Her mind was chaotic, yet clear.
The heart in her chest felt as if it was filled with something, sweet and sour.
Everyone said she was indifferent and composed, but how many people truly knew the insecurity hidden beneath it?
Every bit of confidence, every hint of pride she had was earned through solid achievements.
If there weren't tangible evidence laid before her, Tang Yanqi never considered herself better than others.
So, when Sheng Jianan admitted he had feelings for her, she believed him, but why?
Why would he like her? Even if it was just a little, why her?
