Yang Donglian was forced to meet Xie Fengmian's gaze, and seeing her own face reflected in the eyes of the handsome and charming man in front of her, she felt as if she could die of happiness.
So Yang Donglian did not want to wait any longer.
Her face flushed with embarrassment, she firmly said, "Mm."
"I believe you."
Neither of them had said they loved each other, yet at this moment, it felt like everything was tacitly understood.
Of course, everything that followed seemed to happen naturally.
In the mountains where Gao Huifang lost everything, in these very mountains Yang Donglian used to despise, it was as if Yang Donglian forgot all the things she'd said about Gao Huifang being shameless for fooling around in the mountains.
Guided by Xie Fengmian, Yang Donglian, filled with joyful anticipation, offered herself up in the very manner she used to look down upon, perhaps even less than Gao Huifang.
