However, she did not see that beneath the table, Mu Ci’s fists were clenched tightly in nervousness; while his face showed no signs of anything unusual, his heart was actually hammering like thunder.
Jian An’an didn’t suspect a thing and skipped over the subject entirely. A touch of bitterness welled up in Mu Ci’s heart, but in the end, he could only give up. If he told her he liked her now, they probably wouldn’t even be able to remain friends. He could see it clearly: Jian An’an had always been a woman with a strong sense of purpose. The only reason she was friends with him was that she ultimately viewed him as a little boy. If she saw him as an ordinary man, she likely wouldn’t have let her guard down like this.
It was the first time he had felt...
Just his damn luck.
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