Tears fell from Qin Yang's eyes after Ying Zenan finished speaking that sentence.
The tears brushed down against the back of his hand.
Ying Zenan had a perplexed look in his eyes.
"You..."
Qin Yang wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, pretending to be indifferent. "Do you have someone you like?"
"There are quite a few people I like, I don't know which one you mean?"
Qin Yang was speechless.
"I mean someone you truly have feelings for."
"Does it concern you?"
"No, but I'm very upset right now, and I just want to hear about your sad stories to cheer me up."
Ying Zenan chuckled.
"You really are a unique woman."
Ying Zenan is someone who rarely shares his thoughts, even with Ying Jing. But tonight, unprecedentedly, he opened up to a Qin Yang whom he had barely met a few times.
