Of course, it was also because he had very special feelings for her, believing she was absolutely a girl with a pure heart.
Yan Ting was certain of this, but very soon, his handsome face was about to take a figurative hit.
Banxia's face turned beet red, her ears burning hot.
Had she just indirectly admitted that she was moved by him?
Yan Ting wouldn't laugh at her, would he? Sigh, she really shouldn't have said something like this; it made her seem so undignified.
As night fell, Yan Ting and Banxia returned to the villa.
The servants had all retired for the night; only the housekeeper Aunt Wang was waiting for the masters to return.
"Young Master, Miss Lin, you're back. Would you like something to drink?" Aunt Wang asked, her voice filled with gentle concern.
