"I always thought we were friends, but there are some things you never take the initiative to tell me." The man smiled brightly, yet it didn't reach his eyes.
For a moment, the air became still. An Yiqing paused, and her smile gradually faded.
"You know everything?"
Duan Tang looked up and remained silent.
"How did you find out?" An Yiqing asked again.
"My grandfather and Elder Ye have been friends for years." This time Duan Tang spoke, his thin lips slightly pursed, the smile at the corners of his mouth tinged with a hint of chill, "Girl, I've always believed that our relationship was enough for you to tell me these things."
An Yiqing looked at Duan Tang. This man had always been gentle with her, but this time, he was truly angry. She sighed deeply and rubbed her temples helplessly.
