Listening to these words, Ye Ying's fingers clenched around the spoon, his knuckles turning pale with tension as a wave of bitter pain surged in his heart.
He had let her down.
Now, being able to stay by her side as Ye Ying and watch over her was already his greatest wish.
His thoughts churned like waves, his jawline tightened as his Adam's apple moved, but no sound came out.
Miss Su patiently waited for his answer.
Ye Ying took a deep breath, turning his gaze to her.
He met her eyes, his lashes fluttered intensely, then he turned away, afraid she would see the hints of embarrassed guilt in his eyes.
Afraid she might learn of his past identity.
He cherished every day spent with her, fearing that if she found out who he was one day, she would never allow him near again.
The remorse in his heart pricked like a fine needle, spreading a dense pain.
"Miss Su is so wonderful, anyone who comes into contact with you can't help but want to treat you well."
