Jiao Yin was reignited by her sudden initiative. He instantly cast aside the disturbance outside the door, drowning in her passion.
A long, long time passed—so long that Hua Han had nearly turned into a statue of despair outside—before the door was finally opened from within.
Jiao Yin stood in the doorway, his handsome features glowing with unprecedented satisfaction and happiness. His entire being seemed nourished, making him shine even more radiantly.
He saw Hua Han outside the door and remembered it was thanks to him that his wish had been fulfilled.
"Hua Han, thank you…"
Hua Han's lips curved into a bitter smile. "For Wanwan to accept you… it means she has feelings for you."
Hua Han's words made Jiao Yin even happier, but he could tell Hua Han wasn't in a good mood.
"You…"
Before he could finish, Hua Han had already brushed past him and headed inside.
