Ji Xiangling looked pale as she gazed at Song Yansheng.
In all these years of knowing him, this was the first time she saw Song Yansheng so indifferent towards her.
But thinking carefully, had he ever been passionate towards her?
It seemed not.
He was always so aloof. She would speak to him, say a lot, and he would only respond with a couple of indifferent words.
He rarely smiled at her, only occasionally, when she became quiet, would he give her a faint smile.
At those times, she thought maybe he liked her, just that he had gone through so much, his heart had grown cold and he no longer knew how to express love.
But now she finally realized, it wasn't that he didn't know how to express love, he was just too clear on how to express not loving.
He really didn't have any romantic feelings for her, he truly didn't like her.
