This remark undoubtedly pierced Jun Ning's heart, making her feel like she had to resort to such means to win people over and avoid disaster, lacking sincerity. As if Jun Ning was a ferocious beast with ill intentions...
Ye Ying had never spoken to her like this, nor looked at her with such eyes.
Feeling uneasy, Jun Ning stared at Ye Ying, shock evident in her eyes.
Ye Ying looked at her indifferently.
Their eyes met, and they stared at each other for a long, long time.
One puzzled by the other's cold indifference, the other puzzled by the other's grief-stricken gaze?
Their priorities were completely misaligned, making it all rather ridiculous and laughable.
"Don't look at me so sadly, I won't be moved by your insincere feelings..." Ye Ying disliked Jun Ning's eyes on him, and in his anxiousness, the dagger in his hand inched closer to Jun Ning's neck.
Yet Jun Ning neither dodged nor moved, allowing the dagger to approach her neck.
