Watching Ren Yu lower her head without resisting his touch, Wang Jian assumed she had taken his advice to heart. But he had forgotten one crucial rule: never try to reason with a woman. If she appears to be listening, there is always another reason.
Oblivious to this, Wang Jian smiled smugly and said, "To me, you're just like a little sister."
"If anyone bullies you, I'll make sure they regret it."
Little sister? Sister? Sis?
Upon hearing those words, Ren Yu was dumbfounded. Whatever else Wang Jian said became irrelevant. Hearing that phrase felt not like a comforting pat on the head, but a crushing blow from a mallet.
If he had actually struck her, she might have felt something different, but this label was truly hurtful. Ren Yu had believed Wang Jian had seen her feelings and returned them, which was why he had been acting this way.
"..."
Somehow, she had managed to endure all the grievances of the past few days, but this one comment shattered her defenses.
