Sikong Wuyou gently held An Ning in his arms, feeling a bit comforted by her sensibility.
However, he didn't realize that his unintended actions would make her feel insecure.
Perhaps, when people whose identities, social statuses, or appearances don't match are together, it is truly hard to achieve a sense of security.
When An Ning stepped out of the room, she saw Gao Daniu staring intensely at her from across the way.
Since discovering his feelings for her, An Ning now found it difficult to face him, so she simply walked past without saying a word.
Gao Daniu opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.
Perhaps his father was right; there was never a possibility between him and An Ning.
Not just the mismatch of time and identity, but also...
There was another fact he was extremely reluctant to admit.
That is, standing next to Sikong Wuyou, anyone with eyes would never choose him.
No one noticed Gao Daniu's desolate departing figure.
