Even if Chu Shiyao says so, it's hardly possible for Chu Ge to laugh properly!
His smile was still so forced, exactly the kind of "a smile uglier than crying."
Chu Shiyao became increasingly dissatisfied, her eyes wide open, "Chu Ge, can't you just laugh properly? I'm not talking about who takes advantage of whom, and I admit I lack skills, but does it make you so uncomfortable?"
Initially, Chu Ge was as conflicted as one can be, barely managing an expression that could be called a "smile," but upon hearing Chu Shiyao's words, he truly laughed, a heartfelt laugh.
However, it was a wry smile.
"Yaoyao, you know I don't mean that, you..."
"Alright, finally your smile seems a bit genuine. You see, it wasn't that you couldn't smile just now, you simply didn't want to, right?"
Before Chu Ge could finish, Chu Shiyao interrupted him.
"No, Yaoyao, about that..."
