Xu Wenwan tried her best to ignore his gaze, but An Dongyang's stare was intense and piercing. He was looking at her without even blinking, making it impossible for her to disregard him.
She found herself unable to apply her lipstick. Finally, she simply turned to face An Dongyang, her expression puzzled.
"Dongyang, what on earth is wrong with you?"
An Dongyang didn't reply. He just scrutinized Xu Wenwan's face. Seeing her look of confusion, he suddenly spoke. "Xu Wenwan, are you hiding something from me?"
At his words, Xu Wenwan's heart gave a violent tremor.
'I've been meeting a lot of men recently and absorbing their luck. Could it be that those men remembered me and told An Dongyang about it?'
Xu Wenwan started to panic.
The whole affair was too fantastical; she had no idea how she could possibly explain it to An Dongyang.
Suddenly, Xu Wenwan didn't dare to meet An Dongyang's eyes.
