"Because she was drunk, I took her home." Leng Yan held her hand tightly, but his dark eyes dared not meet Wen Nuan's gaze.
He had promised Wen Nuan not to tell anyone about the suicide. Unable to offer Ji Wei love, he could only ensure she wasn't harmed.
"Is that so, hehe." Wen Nuan laughed softly, looking at his fingers clasping hers. After a moment of staring, she suddenly looked up and gently asked, "Yan, how is the company matter handled? Didn't you say in the middle of the night that there was an urgent issue at the company? Is everything sorted out?"
Yan, please don't lie to me...
She stared at his long fingers, her heart trembling lightly.
She once fantasized that this hand could hold her tightly. However, at this moment, her feelings were so complicated that she didn't know what to do. She closed her eyes briefly and prayed silently in her heart: Yan, I'm giving you a chance, and giving myself a chance too, tell me the truth, give me a reason to stay...
