"Li Yan! If you keep joking like this, I'll feel you're disrespecting me!" Huang Ying blushed as she looked at him. It wasn't shyness or embarrassment; it was a blush tinged with anger.
When Zhou Wangshu said those things earlier, she could ignore it and avoid them afterwards. But Li Yan was different; he was a colleague, a friend, and knowing her situation, saying such things was undoubtedly taking advantage of her distress. If it weren't for the fact that Li Yan usually wasn't like this, she would have walked away.
Li Yan snuffed out his cigarette and said, "Do I sound like I'm joking? I thought I was quite serious earlier."
"You..." Huang Ying furrowed her brows, staring at him, seemingly wanting to discern what kind of person he truly was.
