Although it wasn't a clear affection, it was already enough to satisfy An Jiayou.
He got up, leaving the confused person in the living room on the sofa, and headed to his room. Pushing the door open, he directly met the gaze of the person standing at the door: "You heard everything."
Lin Mubai nodded but did not speak.
"Do you have any thoughts then?"
Lin Mubai continued to shake his head.
"Alright, then listen to me next."
Afterwards, Little Jia You spoke a long piece: "Based on my understanding of An Nan, if she had no feelings at all, she would directly say so. But now, she only said she doesn't hate it. I think she's moved, and her only reservation, I believe you know well. So, what is your intention?"
